#iidyintro

[keepsschasing-blog]

❝ not looking back to say goodbye. ❞ LAURA HARRIER? No, that’s actually CLEO TRELAWNEY. Only TWENTY-FOUR years old, this RAVENCLAW alumni works as a OBLIVIATOR and is sided with THE NEUTRALS. SHE/THEY identifies as GENDERFLUID and is a HALFBLOOD who is known to be BLUNT, PESSIMISTIC, and LEERY but also PRAGMATIC, HONEST, and CLEVER. { MEL, TWENTY-TWO, EST/EDT, SHE/HER }

born in a small, seaside english village, cleo somewhat lived apart from the rest of the wizarding world 

their mother was one of the sweetest women cleo had ever come to know; kind and generous, it seemed there was never too little that that woman could do, except in what she actually wanted; to be able to predict the future

it was a dream of their mother’s to be able to help the world with the gift the trelawneys were known to have. it was part of their family history and, what she believed, was their contribution to the world. the gift, however, rarely passed down from one generation right on to the next, and so their mother had been forced to go without. nonetheless, she trained as a nurse who sought out muggles who’d been injured caused by various wizarding conflicts which put them in the crossfires before their memories were obliviated. their mother was much of a ‘free element’ when she first started out on this particular quest before she was asked to fulfill the same duties for the ministry of magic by the minister himself

although their mother loved their child dearly, her occupation required her to travel much more than what cleo might have liked. they were left to be taken care of by their grandmother, and stayed with her permanently even when their mother returned from work. therefore, their grandmother, sybill, shaped their view on the wizarding world much more than their mother ever would

although sybill kept a rather optimistic view on things despite what she’d gone through, cleo, as she grew up, took up the resentment they felt sybill should have held and grew up rather opposite to their grandmother despite how much they loved and respected her

where sybill was airy and often seemed stuck in a world outside of reality, cleo was rather rooted to the ground they stood on and grew up to be rather pragmatic

their gifts showed themselves when they were nine years old, although sybill swore they always had an instinct for these sorts of things

their prediction was rather small and barely would have mattered much to anyone else, but was rather significant to the trelawney women

cleo couldn’t remember calling their mother in the middle of the night two days before their tenth birthday, nor did they remember the images of their mother flying into a storm and getting knocked into the river thames. their mother, however, did. cleo’s call, their mother would say to sybill, had saved her life, and soon flew back to the small english village to tell her child exactly that

cleo had known of their history with the gift, and had, to the ignorance of their mother, wished for it to pass over them like it had their mother

this knowledge changed things for cleo; it meant that they needed to be more careful, and worked hard so that, when their letter to hogwarts game, they would be ready to keep it hidden

cleo didn’t find it as difficult as they thought it would be; after all, their skepticism for most things and their harsher outlook on life tended to keep people at bay, save for the few friends who managed to push through their icy exterior

overall, although cleo experienced harsh bullying for their surname and their subsequent ‘lack’ of ability to predict the future, hogwarts was a rather quiet experience for cleo, and their memories of that experience have mostly been permeated by learning and studying and finding themselves through the chaos that was the halls of a wizarding school -- all except for those few parties cleo ended up attending, of course. those parties often ending up in cleo being wasted out of their mind, rumours of their ability to predict the future often spread soon afterwards, whether by consequence of their own big mouth or their gift manifesting itself during that particular night, cleo didn’t know

after hogwarts, cleo somewhat followed in their mother’s footsteps by training, and eventually becoming an obliviator, a task which they felt was important not especially for the wizarding world, but for the muggle world. although they’d always known they would be a wizard, they saw the job of obliviator as one that helped muggles to not encounter any cognitive dissonance at the face of magic. where some obliviators saw the job as protecting wizards from muggles, cleo saw it as protecting muggles from wizards until a proper announcement --the details of which they didn’t know-- would be made which would help bring them into the knowledge, rather than be thrust into an unfamiliar world

although cleo does understand the need for the order of the phoenix and stands by their beliefs, the damage they’ve seen done on their grandmother for her participation in her own war has left cleo wary, if not outright against joining the order

[hungryhearted]

❝ He said you were gentle. The most gentle person he knew. You are not gentle. You have a ruthless heart. ❞ BENEDETTA GARGARI? No, that’s actually ARABELLA MCGONAGALL. Only NINETEEN years old, this GRYFFINDOR alumni works as an AUROR IN TRAINING/BARTENDER and is sided with THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX. SHE identifies as a CIS-WOMAN and is a HALFBLOOD who is known to be CALLOUS, RUTHLESS, and STUBBORN but also BRAVE, KIND, and PATIENT. 

okay here’s ara mcgoggles 

really only her parents and her grandma call her arabella so she mostly just goes by ara. well, her grandma doesn’t call her that anymore, obviously, but used to. sore point!

so i kind of envision that there were three mcgonagall brothers, and ara is the daughter of andrew, the youngest of the three. ara has two older brothers as well, michael and john, but there’s a five year difference between her and michael, and john is two years older than michael, so there’s always been a bit of a gap between them. 

all three of them -- and her cousins, even -- have always been very independent and self-sufficient, maybe just how they were raised, and they’re all determined to pave their own path in life. michael and john, in particular, have never been ones that desired to stay in the nest and have always wanted to explore the world around them. john ended up moving to new york two years after graduating hogwarts -- the original plan was to work there for a year or two, explore a different culture and get more work experience, but he ended up staying there permanently. fell in love, got married, and is now expecting his first kid. michael, meanwhile, is a successful wildlife photographer and spends a lot of his time traveling; likes to be out in nature and despises being rooted down in one place for too long.

the whole point of that is that she really doesn’t see them that often. during christmas time, maybe, and perhaps once or twice during the year besides that. they do write and call each other, but they’re not close. ara doesn’t really mind, though; she has other family she’s closer to, even if it’s not by blood.

DEATH TW. ara is. god. she’s so fucking furious and devastated and doesn’t even know how to process it. the family member she was always closest to was her grandma, and she loved her with her whole heart. minerva was genuinely just ara’s hero growing up, she admired everything about her and thought she was the coolest and most badass grandma ever (which she was). ig ara just never imagined someone would be able to get the upper hand over her and able to kill her? so that was just. she couldn’t really believe it at first, didn’t want to, but then there was harry and kingsley as well and she’s just. still processing and grieving, ig? but mostly she’s just angry. and she wants revenge. END DEATH TW

ara has a very... black and white view of the world? in particular when it comes to this war, she sees the order as good, and the death eaters as bad, and that’s that. she honestly could - and wants to - kill a death eater, and probably wouldn’t feel guilty over it?? i think the act itself would be... tougher and heavier than she’d expect, but she wouldn’t feel bad over it. if anything, she would see it as something done for the greater good, or the betterment of their society, and an improvement of their stance in the war. if she could, she would just chuck all the death eaters over a cliff so the rest of them can just move on with their lives without having to deal with that bs. 

ara is a very patient person, which i think can be seen as both good and bad. good for the obvious reasons, especially when dealing with her friends’ more chaotic ideas lmao, but also seen as a bad thing, probably for herself? take her anger, for instance. she’s not an impulsive person, she won’t run with her anger and do something dumb she’ll regret later. but she will let it build, and she will plan a revenge out later, and that might be worse in the long run, depending on how you view it. is she a good person? idk, she would do bad things for good reasons, so make of that what you will. (that might just have made sense in my head idk)

ara is many things but forgiving she is not. i mean, she’ll forgive her friends for most things, especially smaller stuff - she loves them, and she’s fiercely loyal, after all. but someone actually betraying her? she won’t forgive or forget, she’ll just drop you immediately. bye

fulham flat means the absolute world to her. she loves them so goddamn much, she cries over them when she’s drunk fuhjsdhk

no but fulham flat are frankly the people she loves the most in her life? they’re her chosen family, and she feels so fucking blessed to have befriended them in hogwarts and that they’re her family now. she would do anything for them, including kill or die for them, and she has definitely insisted while drunk that they all agree to a blood oath not to die before her hfjshdfkl

ara is the youngest both in her immediate family but also when you count in her cousins, and also the shortest, but somehow ended up the most Mum Friend™

she just loves to take care of her friends. especially loves cooking and having family dinners in the flat gfhjs

is in fact crushing hard on james and is in fact too dumb to realise

she just assumes everyone loves james the same as she does because it’s james 

she’s pretty fearless, tbh. not much shakes her? except losing a loved one, so she’ll do anything to avoid that from happening again 

knew she wanted to become an auror ever since she was a kid, really. she’s a protector at heart and was always drawn to it as a career, especially after meeting her best friend’s dad (aka harry) and hearing stories from his career. it just always seemed like the natural choice to her? she was very dedicated at hogwarts to ensure that she got good enough grades to be accepted into auror training, which she thankfully was. she works part time at the leaky cauldron while in training since she has to pay her bills somehow hvjf 

okay the fact that the ministry is.... in the state that it currently is in definitely puts a bit on a damper on her actually going through auror training, but she has hopes they can win this war and that it won’t be overrun by death eaters in the future bfjhdkzh 

here is her pinterest board

[dnscrvy]

❝ You've fallen down the rabbit hole and have been chained to the other side. ❞ JAKE GYLLENHAAL? No, that’s actually DENNIS CREEVEY. Only FORTY ONE years old, this GRYFFINDOR alumni works as a HISTORY OF MAGIC PROFESSOR and is sided with THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX. HE identifies as CIS MALE and is a MUGGLEBORN who is known to be ECCENTRIC, VOLUBLE, and IMPULSIVE but also WELL READ, WARM, and SINCERE. { ellie, 18, est, she/her }

hey howdy hey there, how’s it going? i’m ellie and while i’m a true slytherin at heart, i’m super duper excited to be playing my favorite gryffindor, dennis creevey. if you click right HERE you will be able to find his statistics and if you read below there’s a sort of brief backstory. if you wanna plot slide into those ims for me, otherwise i’ll be getting into starters here in a little bit.

dennis was born and raised in the typical irish household, his father was a milkman and his mother stayed at home and took up odd jobs whenever it was needed. him and his older brother watched cartoons on the tv and when they were forced to do anything else, they would play wizards and kings and knights. they would come up with extravagant stories and throw themselves into them, sometimes wishing that was their life. when they were old enough they went to school, and they brought their friends into it until the day when their stories became reality. colin was the first to find out he was a wizard, he had gotten a letter of acceptance to hogwarts on his 11th birthday and he was thriled. their family had to adjust and it took a long time to get to diagon alley to get the things on the list. not to say dennis was jealous, but he had hoped to be able to experience what his brother did.

then came dennis’ 11th birthday and just as his older brother had assured him, he would go to this magical school too. he was excited to live what he could only imagine in his dreams. but of course, things shift sort of quickly. the first year he was in hogwarts he had experienced the world at lightning speed. his first experience was falling into the lake, which he’d claim was the coolest thing to ever happen to him. and then the excitement of the triwizard tournament was in full force until it all went into turmoil. the boy who lived was attacked, people died, and voldemort was defeated. he started to realize that there was a lot more to the wizarding world than butterbeer and casting spells and he realized that being a muggleborn was something that was a fault in this world and that he was in more danger than he had been in when it was all just pretend. his second year he had been worried about coming back after the year before and the only reason he had was that he trusted his brother. of course, this year had been difficult with dolores umbridge and everything else, so a group of students called dumbledore’s army came together and dennis joined it. it had helped him feel more comfortable with the school and all around they were able to make their lives better that year. during his third year, nothing much happened. words of attacks on muggleborns and sympathizers circulated around but he didn’t experience much other than a normal school year himself. it wasn’t until the next year when he would realize that the conflicts were gonna hit closer to home when his brother was found dead during the winter holidays trying to get some last minute gifts. dennis received word within a few hours and suddenly everything was different. him and his family buried colin a few days later and at the end of the break he returned to hogwarts devastated and grieving, what else could he do? well, that’s when dennis started writing. it started as a coping mechanism for everything he was feeling and started turning into his experience of the past four years and the future he would experience with his blood status. he didn’t even realize that it’d one day be published.

after completing his education at hogwarts, dennis got a job at the daily prophet. he still doesn’t know how, but it didn’t matter. he’d move to london to start his career and he never went anywhere without a photo of his brother.

about four years into his work, he had met a muggle and the two shared the night. he tried calling her back, but he never got and contact until nine months later when he was left with two children to care for and not enough money to do it with. he had to leave the paper and got an interview with the company his father had been working for in their london branch as a smaller manager. he had lost a lot of contact with the wizarding world and he hated his work, but loved his family so he trucked on. eventually he published his first novel about his years at hogwarts.

somewhat luckily, that novel got him a letter from the then headmaster of hogwarts and somehow landed him a gig as a proffesor about the time his children got their acceptance letters and he had no idea what to do. thankfully, nobody could do worse than the ghost of cuthbert binns and he loved learning about the history of the world he’d been introduced to all those years ago.

seven years into his teaching career, his childhood idol and someone who he now respected was murdered along with two more wizards who he’d come to know. it was devastating and he had no other choice but to tell his children about the dangers they’re going to have to look out for. he started to fear for his family as memories of his experiences started flooding back and suspicions about his coworkers he didn’t quite know started to arise. it wasn’t until he got word that the order of the phoenix had risen again that his suspicions were warranted and he didn’t hesitate to join.

[itmeansvictory]

❝ She did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cozy bed, and to love and be loved in return. ❞

BRIE LARSON? No, that’s actually VICTOIRE WEASLEY. Only TWENTY SIX years old, this HUFFLEPUFF alumni works as an CURSE-BREAKER and is sided with THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX. SHE identifies as CIS FEMALE and is a HALFBLOOD ( ONE EIGTH VEELA ) who is known to be OVERPROTECTIVE, STUBBORN, and SELF-DEPRECATING but also CONSCIENTIOUS, NURTURING, and PRAGMATIC. { r, 27, mst, she/her/hers }

GENERAL

FULL NAME: Victoire Apolline Weasley NICKNAME(S): Vic, V, Tori, Tor AGE/DATE OF BIRTH: 26, 05/02/1997 OCCUPATION: Independently Contracted Curse-Breaker GENDER: Cis Female PRONOUNS: She/Her HOMETOWN: Tinworth, Cornwall, England CURRENT RESIDENCE: London, England POSITIVE TRAITS: Conscientious, Nurturing, Pragmatic, Loyal NEGATIVE TRAITS: Stubborn, Self-Deprecating, Overprotective, Moody

BIOGRAPHY

victoire apolline weasley - though you may know her as a number of monikers: blonde weasley, curse-breaking milf, mom friend™, whatever. she’s the eldest weasley cousin, part-veela, a mother, and yes she is a natural blonde. these are often the defining characteristics she is known by, but there’s a lot more than meets the eye.

born on may 2nd, 1997, almost two years after the fateful tri-wizard tournament where voldemort was defeated “once and for all”, she is the first child born to bill weasley and beauxbatons champion fleur delacour. the first of her generation; hers was a charmed childhood, only made more exciting by the arrival of two siblings and many cousins. seeing as she was older than most of them by a handful of years, victoire became somewhat of a “babysitter” for the family. she spent most of her formative years running after younger weasley-potters, patching up scrapes and kissing bruises as well as diffusing tense situations. from an early age she just naturally took on the role of “mom” among her social groups, the nurturing tendencies carry on even to her hogwarts years where her friends often teased her for being so overprotective of them and “babying” them.

at hogwarts she was sorted into hufflepuff - the first of her family to not be a gryffindor much to the changrin of several of her family members. while the hat had debated between the two houses, it was ultimately the pragmatic and sensible nature of the girl that lead her to being placed among the badgers. this turned out to be best suited to her traits. victoire’s easy going youth lead to her being soft and gentle but also incredibly empathetic and warm. aside from being the aforementioned “mom friend”, she was basically the poster child for hufflepuff - being dutiful, hard-working, trustworthy, loyal and fair. the one “weasley trait” that followed her was a deep love for quidditch, being a beater for the house team for a few years. but her true loves had been herbology, history of magic and charms; the girl spending most of her days studying old textbooks, hanging around the greenhouse, or learning new charms to advance her abilities.

due to a studious nature, she was usually in the favor of her professors and hadn’t found herself in detention like many of her family members might have. it was for this reason she was chosen as a prefect during her latter years, and head girl her seventh. she was responsible and organized in comparison to most of her peers, and actually took pride in being a role model. a side effect of being the oldest in her family - there were always eyes on her and victoire wanted to live up to their expectations.

following school, it was of little surprise when she announced she would be a curse-breaker in training under her father’s tutelage. she possessed much of her father’s qualities - she was an academic achiever as well as laid back in nature, while still managing to be serious when necessary. as a child she was a daddy’s girl and had a very keen interest in bill’s occupation. she used to pretend she was a curse-breaker, "disabling” curses and jinxes on teddy bears and various odd objects throughout the house. so when it came time to take her NEWT level classes, she made sure to structure her schedule around what classes would help her become a successful curse-breaker. it was a thrilling and adventure-filled career path, but her time with gringott’s would only last a few years before she opted to be an “independently contracted curse-breaker” - a choice made in order to continue the work she loved while being a single parent with full custody of her child.

before she began her apprenticeship, victoire spent the summer holiday after her seventh year in france with relatives. despite her claims she would come back “still very much the same victoire” the girl had returned from holiday a very different woman - a married one, actually. hardly one to make rash decisions, it was a shock to hear that after just four weeks of courtship victoire had married a beauxbatons alum she’d met while touring the french riviera. much of the family was opposed to the union, but victoire swore that she was happy and it was meant to be - and for a while that was true.

it turned into a tumultuous affair and would last all of four years before the ill-suited pair would inevitably call it quits - an embarrassing fact considering how adamant she had been that their love was “real” and that it would “work out just fine”. it turned out over time that the two were not exactly suitable and wanted very different things. for one, he wanted to live in france while victoire wanted to stay near her family in england. the only complication left after the marriage was a child that neither had originally planned for - a little girl named amélie whom victoire has full custody of. now her trips to france - via portkey every other weekend - are begrudgingly made in order to allow their daughter time to stay with her father, with whom she has remained (or has tried to remain) amicable and civil despite how poorly the relationship ended.

these days victoire is hardly around. contracted with many independent buyers and sellers of magical antiques and the like, the woman travels across the wizarding world in order to acquire such objects and to reverse whatever hexes have been placed on them as security measures. it’s become harder to balance this job with raising a child, and as such has made her home base in the UK in order to receive the support from her family. she was away on such trips when things began to escalate back home and has since taken on less jobs and has been spending more time in london and close to her relatives during what feels like the return of dark times.

joining the reinstated order of phoenix, victoire is at war with the impending fight. the young woman isn’t too eager to be part of another wizarding war. a little bit of a pacifist, victoire just wants to see a happy future again. having a young child, and seeing the aftereffects of her uncle’s death on his family, makes her worried to put herself in a position where she will no longer be able to take care of amelie. but she also knows that it is up to the order to put an end to the death eaters once and for all - choosing to ultimate put herself in harms way in order to make sure her daughter gets to grow in a safe and happy world like she herself did.

tbh i’ll probably be editing this as i go along.

MISC

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Demisexual ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Heteromantic LANGUAGES: English, French, Gobbledegook, Some German, Spanish and Chinese FAMILY: Bill Weasley (father), Fleur Weasley née Delacour (mother), Dominique Weasley (sister), Louis Weasley (brother), Amélie Weasley-Dufour (daughter), Bastien Dufour (ex-husband) PETS: Barn Owl named Athena, Kneazle named Pyewacket ZODIAC SIGN: Taurus MBTI: ISFJ AESTHETIC: black coffee forgotten and cooled to room temperature; books and files piled up on every surface; scuffed up doc marten’s, cracked brown leather jackets, vintage band tees; makeup-less face and messy buns; chipped black nail polish; teeth marks running along her wand; reading glasses sitting on the button of her nose, a finger shaped smudge on the right lens; world map with assorted pins and thread connecting cities across the globe; bleached shells, creased postcards, and faded photographs in a trinket box long forgotten in the far corner of the closet; freckles that only come out with the sun, sideways smirks and a mischievous twinkle in dark chocolate eyes; the cry of seagulls and the salty sea breeze; pressed flowers in leather bound notebooks lying e v e r y w h e r e, blue ink stains on hands; trinkets and odd little souvenirs from various countries and cities on every desk; finger paintings and crayon drawings with ‘i love mummy’ in the corners; bottomless bag with everything a mom ever needs; nights spent alone and welcoming the solitude

WANTED CONNECTIONS

THE SCHOOL FRIENDS (2) - a couple fellow hogwarts alums who would have attended at the same time as victoire, they have remained close friends since leaving school and regularly meet up for drinks and to catch up and reminisce. they are hufflepuffs and have their own trio kind of like harry/ron/hermione. bonus points if one is a death eater, 1/2 taken

THE RIVAL - a fellow curse-breaker or someone from victoire’s youth who she has never seen eye to eye with. perhaps its because of opposing ideals, a dislike for the weasley-potter family or whatever petty reason - these two just don’t get along and are constantly butting heads. bonus points for being rivals in the curse-breaking field, open

THE EX - self explanatory; victoire’s ex-husband and the father of her daughter. this is not meant to be a romantic connection. they weren’t very well suited for each other and instead insist upon being civil and amiable for the sake of their daughter. is french/a beauxbatons alumni and would be newly arrived in britain should you take up this role, npc

tbh i’m really bad at these; just hmu and we can brainstorm afheahpfieaihfeiafpieafea

[hugosts]

❝Talk is overrated, let’s just vibe.❞ KEIYNAN LONSDALE? No, that’s actually HUGO GRANGER-WEASLEY. A SIXTH YEAR student, this RAVENCLAW student is sided with MCGONAGALL’S ARMY. HE identifies as CIS-MAN and is a HALFBLOOD who is known to be DIFFIDENT, IMPETUOUS and ELUSIVE but also INDIVIDUALISTIC, INGENIOUS, and SENSITIVE. { KELLY, 20, GMT +8, SHE/HER}

Check out this messy pinterest for Hugo here and my wanted connections here!

Main inspiration: Keanu Reeves irl, tbh. Awkward, reclusive, and introverted, but widely loveable. Charming, in his own unique way. (Plus, he has dimples!)

His second name, Zain, means flower in African, from the Arabic word for flourishing in Swahili.

Hugo Granger-Weasley is The Quiet Weasley, if there has ever been such a thing. Unlike his outspoken mother, his funny father, and his vibrant sister, he is the type to be overlooked (or so he likes to believe). It’s not that he isn’t anyone important or interesting—might be far from it, really. He just doesn’t handle being under the intensity of a spotlight for too long, which was a given with being the son of renowned wizards and coming from a huge family. Honestly, he’s just thankful that he isn’t redheaded, which would scream his lineage from a mile away.

Surprisingly quick witted and brilliant, giving away his relation to Hermione. It is the silent type of genius that creeps up on an unsuspecting victim and make them think ‘woah, he actually said that?’ There’s a reason he got sorted into Ravenclaw, after all.

Also unexpectedly perceptive and sensitive. Pisces Sun Represent !! Most laidback Ravenclaw ever. He isn’t pressured to be perfect in everything, and doesn’t really want to. He does things at his own pace. He isn’t the naturally bright sort—it still takes him some considerable time to learn new stuff. But he is thirsty for knowledge.

It was honestly a close call between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.

Messy, disorganized, and kinda lazy. Kinda needs someone to take care of him or he’ll be a lost cause.

Painting and drawing are his hobbies. As well as reading, of course.

Honestly a softboi minus all the red flags. The romantic poet of your dreams. Also a sadboi and can get emo at times. Has that tortured artist vibe going on. He’ll probably be the type to live in Brooklyn ‘cause he is such an art hoe. That being said, he is rarely seen without a book or a sketchpad in hand.

Bisexual af.

Loves 80s and 90s films. He is into comics as well.

Probably has a cult following, let’s be honest.

He’s only ever close to a few people ‘cause he can be shy. (Help him, please.)

He really does love his large ensemble of a family and would do simple (but admittedly endearing) gestures to show that he cares for them. Such as giving magically animated caricatures and miniature animals that remind him of a particular relative. Or sending short but poetic messages of encouragement when he finds out someone is going through a hard time.

His favorite uncle is Charlie and it is no secret. It was Charlie who got Hugo hugely interested in dragons and, by extension, other magical creatures. He has a collection of all sorts of books about dragons and fantasy stuff—all from Charlie, of course.

Very passionate about Care of Magical Creatures. Probably the only topic he has an opinion on. Want him to get seriously engaged in a conversation with you? Talk animal, ‘nuff said.

Proud member of the Art Club and Care of Magical Creatures Club.

Probably wants to be a dragonologist or a magizoologist. Or somecreature-logist.

Plot-wise, he actually believes that the means do not necessarily matter. If doing evil deeds can bring his Uncle Harry and others back, then why not? He isn’t too vocal about this belief though.

Though he may seem chill and easygoing, he also has that Granger™ temper hidden somewhere his 6’0” frame. Only ever gets triggered when someone messes with his sister. Lately though, it has been harder to reign it in with all that’s happening to Wizarding Britain and Hogwarts. (Some character development is in order? Hell, yeah.)

Ugh, why does he sound so cool? I promise that he isn’t. He is actually a really huge dork.

[kiangreyback]

❝ He tore the beauty from his face, and called it terror. ❞

AVAN JOGIA? No, that’s actually KIAN GREYBACK. A SEVENTH YEAR student, this RAVENCLAW student is sided with THE DEATH EATERS. HE identifies as CISMAN and is a UNKNOWN ( WEREWOLF ) who is known to be CUNNING, TEMPERAMENTAL, and BRUTAL but also RELIABLE, ADROIT, and ADAPTABLE.

links: pinterest

triggers: child abuse, child abandonment, kidnapping, drugs, alcohol

CHILDHOOD.

!! CHILD ABUSE TW, CHILD ABANDONMENT, KIDNAPPING TW !! The most that Kian can remember about his childhood is abandonment. Perhaps the cruelest thing to him was his parents deciding to carry him for nine months, bring him into this world and leave him for it to devour. –And devour it did.  The story is that his parents just didn’t care– they had lives and he wasn’t a part of them. The most they’d done for him is stuff his pockets with a couple galleons and leave him behind in Knockturn Alley ( because who would go around asking ‘who’s kid is this’ there. )

However, he didn’t have to suffer abandonment for very long. Fenrir Greyback had an eye for those who ‘needed’ a pack and knelt down with a hand offered. It came with a price but what wouldn’t Kian give for a home– a family. Perhaps if he could go back he would have refused that offer…only perhaps.

Fenrir was a cruel man..and that was putting it mildly– but Kian wonders if he’d take his own parents over a monster of a man because at least he’d given him a home. ( Not that home meant comfort but it did, eventually, mean FAMILY. )

His ‘father’ was hard on him. He was pushed to his breaking point again and again. He was taught how to endure cruelty, how to get his vengeance, to bleed but not be weakened by it. The lessons were vicious – but in Kian’s eyes necessary. He adapted well, fought until he couldn’t catch his breath and held up his siblings when it was their turn. Even though he was scared, Kian would approach everything in control– because that’s what he was taught. His ability to look Fenrir in the eyes and say NO earned him the most hated and most favoured spot in ragtag group of his siblings. ( standing up to his father only had a punishment at the end– though it seemed as if Kian had made his own mark with his stubbornness. ) Get knocked down, you get back up and you swing.  !! End TW !!

SCHOOL DAYS.

Kian was sorted into Ravenclaw. A strange house for someone who’d seem more fit for Gryffindor or Slytherin. But it came down to his cleverness and craftmanship that stuck him in with the eagles. He was smart– or rather a smartass – found unconventional solutions to problems and had a cunning way of adapting to even the worst of conditions.

He isn’t very popular with the others in his house or year– a little bit of an outcast because who doesn’t know that GREYBACK is synonym for WEREWOLF. HE tended to be a target for the upperclass peers to dig into when they were feeling bored. Though it ended with someone hexed or cursed or sporting a split lip or broken nose. But such was his life and he wasn’t too bothered by it. –As he grew older and stronger and word got back to those scaredy-cat pureblood parents that it was a Greyback throwing said spell/fist– things quickly quietened down for fear of retaliation from Fenrir. ( Not that the bastard actually cared but it’s the… thought that counts.)

HE doesn’t really spend time in clubs or extracurricular as he feels it’s a waste of time. Besides he has one band of dumbasses he doesn’t need to join any others. However, he did pick up quidditch from an early age and was quite a talented flier. His postion is naturally a beater– though he’s not fond of being led by a weasley.

His grades are above average and had once been considered for the position of prefect because of them but ultimately wasn’t offered it because of the fights he’d been involved with. smart but not friendly nor helpful enough.

OTHER STUFF.

Uhm, he doesn’t believe in all this ‘purebloods are superior’ shit. He’s just mostly here for the fight– at least that’s what he believes his ‘father’ is in it for because Merlin knows they aren’t fucking purebloods no matter how you spin it. There’s no money. No real parents. No hoity-toity clothes. No nose so far up his own ass. – IN fact i think he believes the Purebloods are a disgrace and can’t hold their own and that’s why people like him have to fight their battles. ( He doesn’t really voice this but he definitely thinks it even if it isn’t particularly true— just he’s real dumb? arrogant? idk? about this mess of a war )

He’s actually quite calm??? ( I KNOW?? WHAT?? ) He doesn’t mess with others unless he’s messed with and he tends to keep to himself. Kian isn’t out there being a social butterfly because he really doesn’t fucking care what you do or say or whatever. Life is dumb as hell, in his opinion, and he thinks dealing with his own is enough without someone elses involved. HOWEVER, if he is messed with this boy is gonna throw down. LIke he’s gonna go for the throat because that’s how he was raised. It’s either you or them there is no BOTH.

with that ^ said— he does have friends ( hallo plots ). he can be quite charming if he puts in the effort and perhaps his ‘life sucks, do what u want’ attitude tends to draw in people who may need stress relief from the war or you know normal things like last nights essay.

!! DRUGS TW, ALCOHOL TW !! Kian does smoke. Cigarettes and pot– never been one for anything harder than that. If he really wants to let go he’s out here for a couple rounds of firewhiskey. This is probably to the best way to see his true personality.   !! END TW !!

Loyalty is important to him ( though he isn’t past using it as a toss-around word for the DEs because he just really doesnt give a single fuck about them ). His lays with his siblings– though not biological he is very protective of his sisters but not enough to stand in the way of danger for them ( unless lethal. he will definitely step in ) After all they should know how to survive by now ANYWAYS. ( okay he does step in more often than that ;) a pack is a pack. )

There is some light at the end of the tunnel with him. He is quite funny when he wants to be– he can have a laugh and smile ( no, i mean an actual smile ) but it seems to be reserved for those he can trust and let down that massive guard he has up.

MORE RANDOM THINGS.

Probably would love baseball in the muggle world.

The name Kian was given to him due to that being the first word he spoke to Greyback. ( OR at least that’s what Fenrir believes he said ). Kian would be the name his father had and somehow it had stuck in his mind. ‘Why are you out here all alone?’ ‘Kian.’ SOOOOOOO he has no idea that’s his real father’s name….but yeno I guess you do get some things from your parents ha.

He doesn’t really remember anything about his birth parents. He only remembers Greyback. Greyback is gross and likes to hold things over your head so -- his parents leaving him is something that is usually brought up in order to take kian down a notch-- though it doesnt work how Greyback anticipates.

Doesn’t really have an opinion on being a werewolf other than it’s time consuming and therefor irritating to deal with. Pain is pain. Its an inconvience he wishes he could cure but not one that he’s willing to do whatever it takes to cure it, if u get me.

His favorite food is probably something dumb like mashed potatoes with gravy or roasted chicken with cous cous. – Favorite drink would be something equally simple like apple juice. Basically the palate of a two year old. Meaning he’s also here for things like lollies and popcicles, general summer time sweet treats. Not much for hot drinks like coffee or tea tho..go figure.

He has SEVERAL tattoos…..and  none of them really mean anything? They are mostly just  a series of lines/designs/patterns that he doodles on his parchments and, you know, since Papa Greyback don’t care about anything except himself this boy’s been getting them since summer before sixth year.

Tends to favour clothes that are flowy or breezy. Oranges and reds…blacks and whites mostly when outside of uniform. Doesn’t mind tighter jeans but the shirts gotta be flowy.

He cuts his hair every so often. Like real short then lets it grow out…currently like mid-length and usually pulled up out of his face either in a pony or half-up-half-down.

PRetty damn good at wizard’s chess ( eat your heart out ron weasley! ) and most anything that requires quick-strategy. He’s pretty good at figuring out the other’s intention which leads to a win.

He does draw– not anything too complicated but enough to know he has a mediocre talent in it? ( ie. his tattoos/doodles. )

His favorite classes are probably transfig, charms and probably astronomy. Most hated is herbology, comc, divinations and History or studies of anything.

UMM VERY UNSURE of what he’s gonna do when he graduates?? He doesn’t really have a certain goal for right now but….hopefully he can figure it out before the end of the semester tbh.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

Best Friends. I SAID IT!!! i know i mentioned lone wolf but listen-- he needs a bestie or two  to fuck things up with or at least someone to treat him like he isn’t just, yeno, a wolf.

‘Bullies’.  This tech could be any blood status but i think, particularly, purebloods would be fun for this. basically when they were younger they picked at him for assorted reasons and eventually told to leave him alone by his parents because of Fenrir Greyback. Probably holds resentment to him because of that. also probably still takes abs at him. --kian being on the edge of chilling and ready to throw a curse at you, some could be fun enemies and/or frenemies at this point.

Hookups. basically fun hookups, angsty hookups, any genders. there isn’t a particular reason just that he likes to hookup -- this is probably something that is just physical. he’s not emotionally available and most likely doesn’t know how to be.

That ONE Person. you know that quote? ‘When is a monster not a monster? oh when you love it.’ I think it’d be nice to have someone that treats him softly-- on equal grounds. Like not scared of him or not here to make fun of him but to be gentle towards him. LIKE YOU KNOW the ones taht are saying ‘well your feelings are important. you are important. you aren’t trash’ ( even tho he is trash sometimes lmao )

Qudditch Buddies. Kian is usually abrassive but when it comes to this sport he is probably the only one in the school with good sportsmanship. he doesn’t care if they win or lose ( he still plays well though he’s not lazyyyy ) he’s just there to have a good time!! I think that’d make him quite likable on the pitch-- probably, as funny as this sounds, a breath of fresh air.

[brightestwitchxhermione]

❝ Mudblood, and proud of it! ❞ VIOLA DAVIS? No, that’s actually HERMIONE GRANGER. Only FORTY-FIVE years old, this GRYFFINDOR alumni works as a DEPUTY HEAD in the DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL LAW ENFORCEMENT and is sided with THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX. SHE identifies as a CIS-WOMAN and is a MUGGLEBORN who is known to be TACTLESS, PERFECTIONISTIC, and ANGRY but also HONEST, FOCUSED, and PASSIONATE. 

death and grief tw for later on (marked in the bullet points)

Hermion Granger had what should have been a very ordinary childhood - the daughter of two dentists, she had expectations placed on her from the beginning, and she was well on her way to fulfilling them. She hit all the major childhood growth milestones a little bit early and was reading well before most of her peers. The only thing that threatened her peaceful childhood was the occasional odd thing that her parents saw - and the far more frequent odd happening that they didn’t see. Books flying to her hand with just a thought, toys stacking themselves neatly in the bin, the bed that made itself. The visitor on her eleventh birthday, a Professor McGonagall, made sense of all that, and nearly a year later, she found herself on her way to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Hogwarts, up until her fourth year, was a series of ups and downs: no friends, then two very good friends; wild adventures at the end of every year; terror and excitement in equal part. And then the Tri-Wizard tournament came and everything . . . calmed. Her remaining years at Hogwarts went by quietly and she took top marks in everything for both OWLs and NEWTS.

Then she planned to take the Ministry by storm. Hermione had seen a lot that needed to change and she knew she was the one to initiate the change. She started in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures and was instrumental in improving life for various magical creatures like house elves and centaurs. From there, her attention turned to the blood purity issue and the change she could make from the inside, so she moved to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement where she worked on abolishing the legislation that favored purebloods. It was a challenge, to be sure, but Hermione had always loved a challenge.

Loving challenges was, perhaps, one of the reasons she fell in love with Ron Weasley (other reasons being: his loyalty, his goodness, his sense of humor [something she herself was . . . lacking], his care for others, his stubbornness, and many, many other things). It was certainly not an easy relationship, in that they had always bickered and that didn’t change.  But it was all worth it; she loved Ron more than she had ever imagined loving another person - until the children came along, and Hermione realized that she would do anything for them.

Rose might not have been hers by birth, but she was Hermione’s in all the ways that mattered. And if Hermione was a little overenthusiastic when it came to her firstborn, all of it came from a place of love. She wanted Rose to have the things she herself hadn’t had - a large, loving family (the Grangers were a loving family, of course, but not a big one), the knowledge of who she was and why (Hermione’s insecurities had been dealt with over the years but she could never forget being nine, ten, eleven and not understanding herself and not having friends). So she might have pushed Rose and molded her but it was only ever meant to help her daughter. And if she sometimes looks at Rose now and feels a wave of guilt . . . well, she deals with that as much as she can as well. Because in the end, she loves her daughter with her whole heart and that’s the important thing.

Then there’s Hugo and Hermione loves him so much too. (But since he isn’t currently in play, there’s less to say about him. For now.)

Side note: Hermione kept her surname because of course she did. She accomplished a lot before she married Ron Weasley and she would not let anyone forget it, or downplay it. And as a Muggleborn, it was very important to her that her surname was recognized by the wixen community. Not just the pureblood name that, while disgraced, was still pureblood.

Really she thought everything was going great. There were unsettling whispers of course, but when weren’t there unsettling whispers? Nothing to worry about.

And then everything changed.

death tw// Halloween night, 2023 is possibly the worst night in Hermione’s memory (although others might top it, or at least tie with it: the funeral; the first night she went to bed realizing she’d wake up without one-third of her heart [she loves Harry as much as she loves Ron, in a very different way]; the night she realized her children were miles and miles away and she couldn’t do anything to help them). She went to sleep with two best friends and woke up with one. All the whispers that she had spent so many days, weeks, months ignoring? They were too real and she was a fool and now she - and everyone important to her - were paying the price. And it wasn’t just Harry. But Kingsley Shacklebolt? Minerva McGonagall? They were two giants of her life. Hermione had always thought of them as immortal. //end death tw

grief tw// Things change after that. Hermione knows about dealing with grief; she has researched it (because she likes to research everything) and she knows about the stages of grief, that grief isn’t a linear progression, that she needs to be open and willing to deal with her emotions. But she doesn’t have time for that. She gets locked into anger and stays there - not . . . happily, exactly. But in contentment. Because it’s easier to be angry than sad. Sad won’t help her to continue to effect change in the government - change that she knows will be much harder than before, because clearly if the Death Eaters have organized enough to . . . accomplish what they did, then they are very well organized inded and have to have some place in the Ministry. Hermione acknowledges the danger she’s in but she’s a Gryffindor. She can’t back down from a fight.

Which is why she makes sure that Ron, Ginny, Neville, and Luna understand the importance of starting the Order again. They have to be ready for the Death Eaters

She does consider a change in office, from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to the Department of Education. With her children, nearly countless nieces and nephews, and so many children of her friends still at Hogwarts, Hermione doesn’t trust anyone in the Ministry to take care of them. But neither does she want to step out of her current position, where she knows she can do some good. She’s been eyeing the surnames of a lot of the people in charge and it makes her nervous. So for now, she’s staying put and trying to keep her head down to the degree that she can while still protecting those around her. (Which did not go very well, if you look at the registry, but she’s trying.)

[halflivd]

❝ BEWARE MALE ARTISTS MAKING ART ABOUT EMPTINESS. NOTHING DOES NOT BELONG TO YOU. GIRLS OWN THE VOID. ❞ . 

MERVE BOLUĞUR? No, that’s actually ANTIGONE KARASU-LEE. Only 27 years old, this HUFFLEPUFF alumni works as a INDIE SINGER & VOLUNTEER and is sided with THE NEUTRALS. THEY identifies as GENDER NEUTRAL and is a HALF BLOOD (VAMPIRE) who is known to be MOODY, RASH, and ARGUMENTATIVE but also CONSIDERATE, DETERMINED, and REBELLIOUS.                     //                            PINTEREST.   SPOTIFY.

tw for slight reference  manipulation. gas lighting. etc. + drug + drinking mention. 

ANTIGONE KARASU LEE.

BIRTHDAY: JAN 31st.  AGE: 27. JOB: INDIE SINGER ( POP-ROCK) & VOLUNTEER & ST. MUNGO’S SEXUALITY: PAN SEXUAL.      GENDER: GENDER NEUTRAL/FLUID PRONOUNS: SHE/HER/THEY/THEM ( any really ! they don’t care ! ) WAND: willow / phoenix core / 14 1/2″ / brittle PATRONUS: phoenix. (formerly an owl.)

    PINTEREST.   SPOTIFY.

BIO.

tl;dr ver.    antigone, stage name tiggy, is the lead singer and bass player of an independent rock-pop band at night, and a volunteer at st. mungo’s hospital by day. the child of tulip karasu and barnaby lee, antigone is the definition of an anarchist. a rebel. believing in no order or rule that should go unbroken. a wild child; they lived with no care. till they half died. and now like the antigone of fiction, they’re stuck in the world between with only their music as their confidant of their vampiric infliction [ until recently when they dropped it randomly at their last concert as a FUCK YOU to the ministry / because STICK IT TO THE MAN. if no one else were going to stick up for their rights / tiggy SURE AS HELL WAS. ] 

the actual history.

Tulip Karasu & Barnaby Lee where year mates at hogwarts ; they didn’t run in the same circles all the time,     but had somewhat fleeting, yet fiery encounters. They were never a “thing”, they were never meant to be a “thing” — but it was just a case of a school reunion getting way too rowdy for comfort. It took Tulip three months into the pregnancy to notice that anything was wrong; being such a live in the moment women, she barely noted that her period hadn’t come in months —- and by that point, she thought it far too late to do anything about. but it put her life on stand-still; which was a lot to say for the rebellious woman. eventually; she gave birth to a beautiful little spirit named antigone.  ( Tulip had recently been on holiday to greece and saw what she considered to be a lovely play. ) Then began the search to track down the father; because tulip was not going through this alone. Recounting the possible affairs; she managed to narrow it down to one barnaby lee. a discovery that left Tulip in shock, but only met by ‘goo’s & ga’s’ from the little antigone.

Barnaby’s family wasn’t thrilled with this news; they were reluctant to accept the halfblood into the family.  they demanded lee be added to the name, but barnaby and tulip settled it outside, deciding it better if antigone was raised solely by tulip — with barnaby providing financial support and occasional visits, and finally with adding lee to the last name. It worked as an appeasement to both families, and created a calm, yet still exceedingly tense familial relationship.

Tulip  … tried as a mother,   but wasn’t that best,   often not sure of what things were age appropriate — and also instilled a blatant disregard for any rules in antigone. safety? wearing helmets? listening to adults? never heard of them.  they lived without consequences and wholly in the moment.

they were terrible at school; their one defining trait being their performances in the frog choir ( a bargain plea made to stop them from expelling antigone ) which later evolved into antigone creating their first band as part of a rebellion of the frog choir. the group was well received, and whilst not anything permanent, it provided a launching pad that antigone used to propel her career straight out of graduation.

she quickly went from working in bars, to clubs, to headlining festivals. she wasn’t popular, because their brand was indie it wasn’t meant to be mainstream, or liked by everyone, it was meant to be real, and a rebellion. they sang about their love, their emotions, whatever was on their mind at the time. not all of their songs were liked,( specifically the 30 second one where she just screamed fuck you [redacted]).

economic success meant little to antigone, and most of their profits were put into volunteering and helping out the less fortunate. the little they did save went towards a friends and family backpacking trip around europe ;  of which was the beginning of the end.

she finished up her last tour and packed her stuff in a little backpack, unwittingly waving behind her past life. when they reached albania in their tail end of the trip antigone fell in love. she fell hard. like a body from a balcony. she was entranced by this willowy stranger she met at a club — how he could press all her buttons and drive her utterly and completely wild. her brain was fog and their thoughts muddled. they told their friends to go on without them, that she was going to pursue a relationship with this guy seriously. and she did. for a week. heavy drinking, partying everynight, she was living recklessly, as if tomorrow was never going to come. completely in the moment that she never realised that their trips to clubs soon became trips to crazy weird castles, and that all her new friends ? well, they were vampires. and they were merciless in turning her / hunting her for hours as part of their crazed amusement, that the fog has been mind control, pheromone control, that they had weedled inside her brain and manipulated her from the very start. they found her determination / her strength and rigidness in the situation admirable — and they left her, left her to forever be cursed with vampirism in this forest now miles away from home ; with her friends thinking her to abandoned them all. it was lucky that being a vampire gave you a certain resilience, that with no money in her pocket, and only a rucksack full of clothes, that they could walk all the way back home. she caught rides here and there, their vacation of a lifetime certainly turning out to be just that. for now antigone was a creature between life and death / caught in the sweet spot in the middle of almost immortality. but more importantly to the singer ; she had a plethora of new material sthey had written over the period of travels. she had disappeared into almost obscurity during her 4 month absence, a few rumours had circulated about what she had been up to, but none really caught the media’s intention until the slightly paler and hollow looking antigone suddenly dropped a new ep. her darkest and deepest trackless, a delve into the chaos that had been plaguing her thoughts. suddenly; those rumours began to circle like crazy — where she had been? what had happened? everyone wanted to know the context of the lyrics, the deep meaning hidden behind them! a real life conspiracy theory.

That was three years ago, and since then, antigone had gone back to her old schedule — using the fact that she no longer needed to sleep to volunteer at mungo’s when not on tour. they adopted a neutral position in the war / despite knowing half her family probably veered towards the death eaters, and the other towards the order, antigone saw neither side as righteous. they would lean closer to the order if pushed / but refuses to tie themselves down to any organisation and instead campaign independently. especially as her own rights began to be put on the line they felt that they couldn’t be represented by either group. but despite being neutral she is very forthright in her opinions.

CURRENTLY.

In relation to recent events; and her rebellious nature — antigone outed herself as a vampire at her latest concert. in a moment of support of all the other halfbreeds now put in danger by the ministry’s forced registration she thought that she would decide to come out on her own terms rather than their own. it was a shock  to everyone; despite it being a heavily thought about conspiracy theory.

anyway thank you !!!!!!!! in terms of connection ideas ; i’d love groupies / general groupies / students they may have mentored in the holidays / please just give her fans they DESERVE it / relationships ?? / the group of friends that went on the #worstholidayever 3 years ago  / people that would probs be in like a demonstartion/protest group you know the idea

ok thank u stan everyone !

[mfortescue]

❝ EVIL - it blooms. it eats. it grins. ❞ MAIA MITCHELL? No, that’s actually MARIA FORTESCUE. Only TWENTY FIVE years old, this HUFFLEPUFF alumni works as a STUDY OF ANCIENT RUNES PROFESSOR and is sided with THE DOUBLE AGENTS (THE DEATH EATERS). SHE identifies as CIS-WOMAN and is a PURE-BLOOD who is known to be RUTHLESS, MISGUIDED, and EASILY DISTRACTED but also PRAGMATIC, KIND, and POSITIVE. { LIZ, 22, GMT+2, SHE/HER }

aesthetics: there’s something soft in me ( ... we killed it and it’s rotting ), the smell of freshly baked cookies, good intentions, constant heartbreak, that one teacher that brings hot chocolate and blankets for the entire class only because she thought it was cold this morning, oversized earrings, watching the same muggle movie over and over again, never being able to decline a dare and doing what you believe is right, even if you may be proven wrong later.

BACK TO BASICS.

name: maria angelina fortescue. occupation: professor at hogwarts. teaches ancient runes. nicknames: mary.

+ pragmatic, kind, resourceful, positive and compassionate. - misguided, easily distracted, naive, ruthless and high strung.

age: 25. date of birth: august 28. zodiac: virgo. hometown: glasgow, scotland. current location: spends most of the year at hogwarts, but also has a small summer house on the norweigan coast. gender: cis female. pronouns: she/her. orientation: bisexual. allegiance: to end the war ---- and she believes that the death eaters are currently the only ones capable of doing that. she was a loyal order member from the start ----- but then the people around her started dying and maria’s priorities changed. all she wants is for the war to end, so that her students can return to being the kids they were meant to be and so that her friends may live. ending the war may not bring her father back, but it’s all she can do to honor his memory.

spoken languages: english, spanish and french. can also read and write latin. moral alignment: lawful good/lawful neutral.

element: earth. house: hufflepuff.

pinterest board.

BACKGROUND/FAMILY/SCHOOL YEARS.

maria is the daughter of florean fortescue and his wife, seline. her childhood was spent in his ice cream shop, in diagon alley - where she would run around the place, always finding another customer to charm. she was the kind of child to smile at everything life threw her way ---- almost as if that sugary sweetness she was raised on became part of her very being, her blood. 

torture tw >>>>

now ---- maria was never exposed to the war. nor did her father like talking about it very much, either. he had scars, for sure. the death eaters at the time had tortured him for information about the deathly hallows, and the elder wand. the wand to end all wars. florean had only been released after he had revealed what he knew, and then, it would take a long time before he would return to his former self. maria was born five years later, and that day ----- florean fortescue swore to himself that he would never talk about what had once been, ever again. the war was over. voldemort was dead. maria would grow up only knowing kindness and hope and never ending compassion and generosity.

end of tw <<<<

so her upbringing was sheltered. she was always doted upon and cared for. they were living in a post-war world, and her parents felt that theresa was a beacon of light and hope and sainthood ---- but most importantly, they believed that her world would be better. SHE would be better. they hoped that her name alone would speak it into existence.

her father was somewhat of an amateur historian, he spent copious amount of time gathering sources, information and literature on everything from the medieval witch burnings to the deathly hallows. if he had been less fueled by his need to bring joy into people’s lives, he would have become a professor, or a historian, or a researcher. but florean fortescue was not an ambitious man by any means, and would rather earn his keep by making people smile.

maria was raised on ice cream and stories, mostly. her mother was an author, who specialized in writing stories for witches ( think the kind of stuff molly weasley would be interested in reading ). but she was also a master storyteller, and maria was her favorite audience.

she shows up at hogwarts, and gets sorted into hufflepuff without the hat barely having to touch her head. and with them ---- she thrives. then again, maria has never not thrived. ever since her childhood, she has been that person that everything seems to run off, like water. maria is the girl that’s always smiling, never raises her voice, remains sweet like sugar and honey and everything nice.

though maria was overall very academically successful, she excelled especially in a history of magic and in the study of ancient runes.

could usually be found by the lake, in the library or in the hufflepuff dormitory.

known for sneaking into the kitchens and demanding to let the house elves let her cook something up ---- just something small, won’t take long, she promises.

AFTER HOGWARTS.

murder tw, parental death cw >>>>

she’s 23 when her father is brutally murdered in cold blood. she’s the one to find him. their ice cream parlour has been brutalized ---- but nothing has been taken. she’ll find out later that he was the casualty of a fight between death eaters and remnants of a fallen order. she’ll never find out who fired the curse that killed him. she’ll always blame herself for not having had been there, instead being busy with her books and her career.

end of tw <<<<

without her father, the ice cream shop doesn’t seem worth rebuilding, so she lets it fall into history. instead, she focuses on her job, and decides to pick up a position at hogwarts, as a professor. she has always been great with kids, and teaching comes naturally for her ----- it’s like second nature. so it makes sense, at the time.

she’s a baby professor!!!! this is her second year of teaching!!!!! she’s doing her best !!!!!

little does she know that a war is at the horizon, and it’s only gonna get worse.

murder tw, parental death tw, depression tw >>>>

ANYWAYS before i go on forever about this, maria has no experience of war. so when it comes knocking, she doesn’t know what the fuck to do. she doesn’t have her father to look to, and her mother has closed herself off since his death. maria only has herself, and all of her instincts are screaming at her to get the fuck out.

end of tw

but she can’t do that, can she? she has students, little children, to take care of. so maria puts on her bravest face, and tries to think like her father ---- her idol, her role model. so she joins the newly reformed order.

parental death cw, death cw >>>>

but months pass ----- not much changes. the war rages on. and she still hasn’t found any leads on who was there when her father died. she becomes distraught ---- confused. slowly, her number of friends start to dwindle. people die around her. she has to attend several funerals for her own students, and it kills her. little by little. it takes something from her, it steals tiny pieces of her soul. the order doesn’t seem that appealing anymore, does it? how the fuck are they gonna win this war? she has killed people in its name, and for what? resentment starts to grow, and it slowly turns into something darker, deeper, more vile.

end of tw >>>>

so she seeks them out ---- the death eaters. she starts to think that they’re the only way to end this, the only way to make all this bloodshed stop. but she’s inexperienced, a little naive. she only wants to help, really. who cares who wins, as long as the war ends? maybe if the other side wins, it’ll stick this time. third time’s the charm, and all that. maria only wants it to stop.

before she knows it, she’s doing unspeakable things in the name of something so unholy that she can barely speak the words. self doubt plagues her ---- will this all be worth it in the end? she’s fairly certain that she’s on the wrong side of history now, but she’s so loyal to her friends, to her students ---- she can’t stand by and watch them die. 

currently, maria is still in the order. but she keeps distancing herself, making herself less available, pretending that she’s always busy with work. it pains her to betray people --- even though she doesn’t technically think that’s what she’s doing. she’s just hurrying the process along, right? it will all sort itself out, in the end.

torture tw >>>>

found her father’s notebooks on the deathly hallows and is currently pouring all of her energy into researching his work and all those things that he never bothered to tell her ( and yes, she feels betrayed by that, too. ) has also discovered her father’s journals, and all the information he withheld from her about the second wizarding war. now she’s kinda pissed at both the death eaters and the order, because 1) the death eaters kidnapped and tortured her dad. 2) the order did nothing to stop it, or save him, AND then basically covered up what happened once he was released. 

end of tw <<<<<

PERSONALITY.

maria’s heart is in the right place, most of the time. she thinks too much of the bigger picture, and is desperate To Do Good. 

a little too trusting? has a hard time seeing people’s true colors.

cares too much probably. really invested in her teaching and her students.

can be a really strict teacher!!!! will roast u if late. is always very punctual herself and expects the same in return.

doesn’t believe in this blood purity nonsense, but also doesn’t think that will actually stick once the war is over. she genuinely thinks that everything will go back to normal, if everyone would just stop fucking fighting !!!!!!!!

like i said, very misguided. 

genuinely believes this will all work out if she just !!!!! can make !!!! the fighting !!!!! stop !!!!!

one gal against the world, ya feel !!!!!

always smiling !!!! that girl who will smile at u as u walk past just because she can and she wants to make u happy !!!!

plays with her hair a lot, it’s a problem

very passionate abou t classic art and history and ancient runes!!!! will fight u about it, get ready for a 150 page essay about why u are wrong

makes a lot of questionable decisions on a whim? problematic behavior right there

also cannot physically say no to a dare. miss maria will. do it... just watch

very, very afraid!!!!! right now, maria is lowkey terrified of both the order and the death eaters. she has seen some shit and doesn’t know who the fuck to trust. hot take: they’re all bad 

would die for her students!!! 

has a cat called stereo and an owl called clemence.

tries to give her students a sense of normalcy, but cannot afford to give herself the same courtesy. maria had a normal childhood - she wants the same for her students. if that means that she has to do What It Takes to try to make the war end? well, that’s what she’s gonna do.

with that said --- is the type of girl to find a solution to every problem! even if it means going against ur very nature bc u think thIS is THE only wAY to hAVE things gO bacK to normal !!!!! i never said her logic was flawless !!!!! she’s a scared girl trying to do what is right !!!! even if it’s so wrong ! ha

[manonmidgen]

OH HUNTER; IF YOU DIDN’T WANT THE BEAUTIFUL SO BADLY, PERHAPS YOU WOULD’VE FOUND IT IN YOUR SPIRIT SINGING SOFTLY.

❝ she thinks that she’s the worst so she acts like she’s the best. ❞ NANA KOMATSU? No, that’s actually MANDOLYN ‘MANON’ MIDGEN. A SEVENTH YEAR student, this GRYFFINDOR student is sided with MCGONAGALL’S ARMY. SHE identifies as CIS-FEMALE and is a PURE BLOOD who is known to be CONCEITED, FAKE, and FICKLE but also HARD WORKING, ENCHANTING, and MAGNETIC.

tw. bullying.

links. pinterest.  spotify.

stats.

MANDOLYN ‘MANON’ MIDGEN ,

7th year gryffindor. Pureblood. Prefect.  President of the potions club.

Gemini Sun / Sagitarrius moon / Scorpio rising.  / born 20th june 1:12pm

wand: hawthorn / dragon heart string/ 14 1/2″ / brittle

patronus: would produce a swan if produced. 

NEWT classes: potions; herbology; charms. 

favourite subject: potions. least favourite subject: history of magic.

electives: divination & care of magical creatures.  

character inspo: mia thermpoplis ( princess diaries. ) caroline ‘ cool girl’ ( snotgirl. ) lottie person ( snotgirl. )  | albums : melodrama by lorde / lush by mitski

see more here ! 

bio. ( this got long, but i can offer you this meme in this trying time. ) 

IT’S TOO UGLY TO BE HUMAN. IT’S TOO UGLY TO BE YOU. CHILDREN ARE SCARED OF THE DARK; THERE IS NOTHING REAL TO BE MADE OF IT.

the midgen family , a lesser thought of pure blood family with nothing else to really say about them ; they say that the families money dates back to them having a stake in the creation of butter beer but there’s little to no historical archives to support this.   they, for the most of history, had simply just been; been nothing iconic or memorable but simply just existed in the sidelines. a safe and cautious place to be.

Madolyn Midgen,   the youngest of the midgen family tree and only of her generation, the first and only born of Eloise Midgen.   Although Eloise did marry,   a lovely pureblood named Rupert, the condition came that their child would keep the midgen name.         the midgen’s for long had only been blessed with a single heir each generation,    almost always a female, so the stipulation had been written into the family.

Most people don’t describe childbirth as the most beautiful things,  the babies red, screaming, and unkempt ; but most get over this hurdle in a few days. yet madolyn seemed to stay that way. her limbs not growing as they should, her face unexplainably red, and flaky, the puffs of black hair doing nothing to disguise the ugliness of the baby --        apparently the sight of her face alone was enough to cause the rest of the reception to burst into tears.

I THINK PERFECTION IS UGLY. I WANT TO SEE SCARS, FAILURE, DISORDER, DISTORTION.

minging midgen.

that was the smart name the 5 year old boys made up for her;       and like the world on atlas’ back, it was the burden that the ugly duckling carried with her - shackled with - for the rest of her childhood years.

Elementary school was just more of the same;  the girl that people would ask out for fun, for laughter, despite any kindness she might have held in her heart, her attitude couldn’t sway people to look past her stout figure and cystic acne. mud would poured in her hair; snails placed in her shoes; people who touched her were said to be cursed with germs -- ;      her attempts to make friends went most often in vain and her birthday parties went by every year without a single card or cake.

It caused Mandolyn to develop crippling anxiety;  body dysmorphia; the over emphasis of her flaws in her own eyes. she’d pick at her arms and glance at any mirror that she walked by ; any laughter that she heard she’d automatically assume it was about her.

this led to a shy girl ; who constantly burst into tears and without a single back bone in her body-- her spine would bend in on itself as a shield from any jeers,  but it also left her extremely comprisable to any suggestions. she would often just go along with anything suggested because of the concept that if she did what they say; maybe they would like her; maybe they would leave her alone.

she became the easy pickings of pranks, jeers, a punching bag with the stability of wheat.

Already at the ripe age of 10 years old mandolyn had been duly crushed by this role that she played in life, despite any encouragement from her mother or father.

They promised her it would get better, and it did. And luckily, after a few more years or two of sucking it up, it finally did.

AND SUDDENLY I AM A PHOENIX FROM THE DEPTHS OF THE EARTH AND IT WOULD ALMOST BE BEAUTIFUL IF THE WORLD WAS NOT ENDING

When she arrived to Hogwarts, she was sorted into Gryffindor which people assumed must have purely been a family heritage decision, as no one would ever think the girl who seemed to hunch in on herself so much she could roll down a hill could ever be a gryffindor.

The first two years of school were almost entirely uneventful,  of course, 11 years old love to pick on each other, and the rampant bullying followed her like wild dogs wherever she went, but she was slowly growing out of the childhood pudginess and gaining some length to the otherwise stumpy limbs she’d been born with. Mostly, she continued to fulfil the role she had played in primary school ; though, the presence of a few true friends made it somewhat bearable. they were thick as thieves;  completely nonjudgemental of each other, and for a second, it seemed that mandolyn was gaining some sort of confidence, but still, no independence of back bones -- - she simply just continued her childhood pattern of following.

The changing moment ( the birth of the phoenix ; the ugly duckling shedding the grey coat ) was three days after her 14th birthday, her third year, when spectating an impromptu game of quidditch left her in an awful face cast the likes that meant she had to momentarily drop out of hogwarts; a Midgen tradition to do as soon as something went wrong; She had to miss the last month of summer semester — and like the ugly duckling came back like a swan.

The late bloomer blossomed, and the magical cosmetic surgery didn’t hurt much either. But more importantly, the change in look seemed to go hand in hand with a change in confidence (the one bubbling now bloomed). The once shy and inept Mandolyn became well spoken ; charming ; magnetic ; alluring to the point that nobody recognised her at the beginning of the fourth year.

So Mandolyn rebranded herself as Manon, she says it means french for beautiful. Finally, she managed to receive the attention she had been almost dying for since she was a young child, at only the price of 2 months of education and weeks sat in a hospital.

But whilst her face became beautiful,     her personality soured slightly, which was noticeable to almost all of her actual friends ( the three of them that existed. )

Her personality became as fake as her face as she lied, cheated, and smiled politely to try and weasel her way into the social scene she had so longed to become apart of. She became liked, and popular, but at what cost ? The price of being able to have genuine human connections with most people.

Whom once was a genuinely nice girl, scared of human confrontation and going with the flow to avoid any problems grew a spine. and also a bite. she became snarky, slightly argumentative at times, and wholly competitive with being pretty and popular as her only real intentions. she began to care a lot less for anything genuine unless that genuine thing would benefit her in some regards. but despite the presence of a slight back bone, it was still as brittle as her wand,   she would still do anything for attention, to prove to herself that she was liked and popular.          easily manipulated & entirely fake.      the not blonde barbie doll with as many clothes and switching professions & friends. ( and ACCORDING TO THE RUMOURS; SHE’S FILLED WITH JUST AS MUCH PLASTIC ! )

in her fifth year; mandolyn is made prefect, she’s told by the head of gryffindor that her change in courage, determination, and ‘standing’ up to her bullies was a comendable feet, and in collaboration with her good grades and her pristine record, she was a great candidate for prefect.  mandolyn took the opportunity with open arms for she thought it would only help to bolster her now growing reputation.

YOU ARE STARING OUT AT A WORLD ON FIRE COMPLAINING ABOUT HOW UGLY YOU THINK THE ASHES ARE.

When the deaths hit, and the world suddenly became a lot darker than Manon could ever realise, her well perfected facade started to crumple, and the idea of popularity no longer seemed as ideal as it did in the past.

Perhaps it was longing for the simpler days without death around every corner, but she’s begun to doubt who she really is — and her impromptu decision to change her name is only aiding in adding to her identity confusion.

Part of her decision to aid in Mcgonnogal’s army is down to Manon trying to follow what she believes is the righteous path; fighting against the darkness that is seeping in through the cracks in Hogwarts stone walls. Because in Manon’s mind,   she feels that as soon as that problem is resolved, all of the issues that are surfacing in her mind will suddenly disappear — just like what happened when she got her magical face list.

wc.

less wanted, and more connection ideas to start plotting ;

- core long term friendship group,            the few friends manon had before she was ever manon-- the non-judgemental, supportive friend group who was always there for mandolyn to cry on // most likely might have felt spurned after manon’s re-invention of herself, or might have been passively against her new personality, or supported her new found confidence [ the current logistics are very easily changeable ~ ! ]

- the new influence of friends,                 the group of friends, or partying group, that manon wedged herself into after she re-invented herself as cool and ‘beautiful’ ( in her own opinion. ) // probably a friendship group built more on benefit and falseness than any actual emotion. [ again current logistics are very changeable ; it’s just a broad sentiment of ideas. ]

- the bullies,                 people who teased mandolyn because of her cystic acne, short limbs, uneven bone structure and poor posture -- and may have continued to after she rebranded herself.

- the love interest,               manon is more into girls than boys, but is very fluid and casual with her relationships so any long term interest is probably going to have some sort of angst based on that -- alternatively, i’m all for hook ups and one time things in building a web -- as manon most likely wanted to date as many people as she physically could to bolster her new reputation. 

- i’m obviously 100% open for more open plotting ;or filling any connection ideas anybody else has, so please feel free to message me surrounding that ! i’m really excited to be here and plot so !! yeah !!!

[keepsschasing-blog]

❝ when I was a child I heard voices ❞ DIANA SILVERS? No, that’s actually AVALON MONTAGUE. Only TWENTY-TWO years old, this SLYTHERIN alumni works as a UNEMPLOYED and is sided with THE DEATH EATERS. SHE identifies as a CIS WOMAN and is a PUREBLOOD who is known to be UNINHIBITED, UNPREDICTABLE, and WHIMSICAL but also CONFIDENT, CRAFTY, and BEGUILING. { MEL, TWENTY-TWO, EST/EDT, SHE/HER }

avalon nerys montague was a child born of starlight and sunshine; born just at the break of dawn and awash with golden sunlight, avalon was a child with wide eyes and parted lips

the baby girl did not sleep when she was born; she remained awake, eyes wide with curiosity as she watched the hustle and bustle of things around her, understanding little of what she saw but unable to keep herself from looking 

she breathed as though she slept, and so, when she did sleep, there were few signs to indicate when she slept and awoke

as the months moved forth, she was seen as a child parents could only dream of; quiet in the night and day, crying little but for getting her way

a dream child, her parents boasted about their perfect, proper daughter; oh, but would you look at those eyes, they would say, what wonder they have; beautiful and quiet, what a miracle

however, the whispers soon turned to: completely daft, that child, would you see the way her eyes glaze over? what a waste of such beauty

growing up was a dangerous thing for a girl, and avalon became a girl of great beauty but little else. she would become a great wife, however, when the time came

in avalon’s eyes, aurelia is the one person she can always rely on. aurelia believed in her and saw her, all of her. she was not a daft beautiful girl, but a dreamer with the ability to become a weapon if she so chose it. although aurelia was the leader and avalon the happy follower, aurelia never took advantage of her. she protected her just as avalon would protect her, and they loved one another not simply because they were blood, but because they were sisters

whereas her allegiance lay most with aurelia, avalon still sided with her family no matter the cost. as she grew with aurelia, she proved herself more than simply a pretty girl, and although their plans for her were not tossed to the side entirely, her parents saw the potential avalon had despite her strangeness. her beauty was disarming, and her airiness enchanting; she was innocuous, a danger lurking behind a pretty face

avalon is a very physical person? especially with people she knows and cares for, but she has a way of placing soft hands on shoulders and stuff, which just adds more softness to her

she’ll always do whatever aurelia asks of her, but when it comes to others, will usually do what she wants

into astrology and astronomy ? likes using your astrology sign against you or the fact that the planets are in a certain alignment to explain people’s moods

lives in her head p much all the time

doesn’t shy away from violence and actually kind of enjoys it

sarah made this connection but her inspo is def drawn from drusilla from btvs

as a person who follows her whims, avalon doesn’t limit her choice of partner to one gender aka she’s bi af and she won’t really hide it ? she doesn’t rlly talk about it unless asked or prompted to though 

can be quite mean even if her tone doesn’t reflect it

rlly into the aesthetic 

that person who points out the moon whenever they see it

beautiful and knows it

[hungryhearted]

❝ But before I go, remember one thing, promise me one thing: be brave when you’re afraid. ❞ CHANCE PERDOMO? No, that’s actually ALBUS POTTER. A SEVENTH YEAR student, this SLYTHERIN student is sided with MCGONAGALL’S ARMY. HE identifies as a CIS-MAN and is a HALFBLOOD who is known to be CYNICAL, HYPOCRITICAL, and WORRISOME but also AMBITIOUS, CHARISMATIC, and FRIENDLY. [ Albus is adopted. ]

DEATH TW. so albus was adopted by the potters when he was only one. his birth parents, a halfblood couple from london, were murdered in their home one night when al was just a baby; the result of a past affair gone wrong. whether he was left alive because he was merely a child or because the murderer didn’t realize he was asleep upstairs remains unclear, but he was the only one still alive when the team of aurors arrived, among them harry potter. unfortunately, albus had no other living relatives that could take him in, and his situation hitting close to home for harry, he and ginny made the decision to adopt him. END DEATH TW.

albus full name is albus remus potter here sorry not sorry i don’t make the rules, albus is bad enough as it is!!! the world may be a disaster rn but at least we can have one (1) improvement!!!!!

so yeah, al grew up with the potters from a young age, and is just so grateful to have been adopted by them. while he has sometimes wondered what his birth parents were like and what his life would have looked like had they lived — really, who wouldn’t? — al loves the life he’s been given and wouldn’t change it for the world. he’s never once had to doubt the love of his family — it’s clear in their every action — and the same can be said for al. he loves them more than anything in the world, and really would do anything for them. 

when it came time for al to go to hogwarts, he was quite nervous about his sorting, but quickly found that slytherin really was the right fit for him. he’s ambitious, resourceful and holds a great deal of self-preservation, and his house helped him hone in on his skills and develop them. 

he has always been a really hard-working student and often one of the top in his classes, so that plus his helpful and friendly nature made him a good fit for prefect in his fifth year, and eventually became head student this year. he is really proud of himself for that but jfhdg the current climate at the school sure makes it harder to enjoy it!

just trying to like. tread carefully rn and follow the rules as much as possible and be as good of a head student as he can be, because he’s aware that it’s probably just a matter of time before he is replaced by someone who is more keen with the death eater cause, and he’s just. god he does not want to lose his position because at least now he has much better resources and abilities to look out for the younger students, and he’s worried that whoever would replace him might not have their best interest at heart. i mean tbh even in a normal verse al would be a great head student and take it very seriously and not give in to favouritism or other poor practices but now he’s like…. even more careful ig??

if he’s sacked, it won’t be for anything he’s done, he’s determined to make sure that’s the case at least 

DEATH TW, PARENTAL DEATH TW. i don’t..... want to talk about harry!! i don’t want to do this!! al is obviously completely devastated. he’s just. god. he was so close to harry and he loved him so much and now he’s gone and al just can’t. i mean now enough time has passed that it’s.... real and he can’t deny it, but when he first found out that was definitely his first thought. that this wasn’t real, it was a mistake, they couldn’t have gotten his dad, it’s harry, and minerva, and kingsley, and how do you get all three of them? but now he’s just. heartbroken honestly 

nr 1 ginny weasley defence squad over here. losing harry made al realize how much he’s taken his parents for granted? not in terms of like --- ignoring them or not appreciating them enough throughout his life, because he always has, but he never imagined he would lose them? he always thought they would be there? but now harry is gone and it’s just ginny left and al is absolutely terrified, he is so scared something will happen to her too. he doesn’t share that with anyone, really, especially his mum, she has enough on her plate, but he wishes she could just be with them at hogwarts so he could look out for her because he cannot stand the thought of losing her. he just can’t and he’s so afraid. END DEATH TW, PARENTAL DEATH TW.

i think al still doesn’t really understand that bravery doesn’t mean that you feel no fear, just that you try to do what’s right despite it, so like — al is brave, in my opinion, he just struggles to identify it in himself. he can see it so easily in his friends and family, but when he looks at himself he just considers himself a coward which tbh… isn’t even true. but yeah, he joined mcgonagall’s army the moment it was formed and tries to do what he can to help out, both with strategising and missions, whatever they could need from a second tier. but yeah that’s like.... idk the thought of helping out more, like being a leader or something like his sister and best friend katya is, would never have struck him because that’s for brave people and he doesn’t consider himself one? does that make sense outside my head gfdjhsgk

we love insecurity in war verses! besides that he’s pretty confident tho but that’s like. his Big Insecurity you feel 

growing up, al was quite an observant child and quickly became interested in politics and the way the world worked. somewhat cynical, he couldn’t help but notice the flaws in the system more so than the things they got right, and felt that he had to do something to make the world a little bit better than it was when he entered it; just do whatever he could. his family have been subjected to countless powerpoint presentations about things he would improve and correct because he is a certified nerd™ hfjkdhkj 

would play the sims a lot as a kid to show how he would build a society fjhsdk 

his goal is one day to become minister for magic so he can work on improving life in wizarding uk for its citizens but i mean he’s gotta try to survive this war first! we’ll see if he succeeds 

al is a fucking NERD and everyone who has met him knows it, but he still thinks of himself as a Bad Boy™. viv has to put up with So Much dating him icb 

al honestly.... doesn’t really get how he ended up with such a cool girlfriend but he loves her SO much and he’s not gonna do anything to screw that up gdshjfj 

when describing the potters as different types of lights, jane said al was a guiding lighthouse, looking out for the people in the night, and that really is the best description of him

but yeah, to sum him up, he’s got that Potter Sass™ and can be a pain sometimes, but he’s quite friendly and charismatic and he’s got a good head on his shoulders 

oh and his pinterest can be found right here 

[bloodstraitcr]

❝ I’m just going to make sure I get his mates before he gets mine. ❞ SIMON BAKER? No, that’s actually RON WEASLEY. Only FORTY-FOUR years old, this GRYFFINDOR alumni works as an AUROR and is sided with THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX. HE identifies as a CIS-MAN and is a PUREBLOOD who is known to be INSECURE, SHY, and STUBBORN but also PASSIONATE, BRAVE, and DEVOTED. { SAM, 24, EST, THEY/THEM }

TWs: Death & food. 

Click here for Ron’s stats page, here for his pinterest board, and his connections can be found on the last tab! 

Oh boy.

Should we start with childhood? Or should I skip that part altogether? I think there are many ways in which to interpret Ron’s childhood, but deep down, to me, it all comes down to him feeling like an afterthought most of the time. His parents had so many boys (or other genders, I won’t presume), then a girl, then they stopped? That kind of stung when Ron was younger. Like he was just a try that didn’t work out until they got Ginny.

He never felt like anything special. Not until he met Harry, at least. Which is funny because, like... Around Harry he was Harry’s best friend. The sidekick. An afterthought for most people, as well. However, Harry didn’t treat him like an afterthought - not that other people necessarily did, but Ron is quite dramatic. Harry meant so fucking much to Ron, like wow.

So like, with Harry being dead? Ron’s heart is broken. He didn’t love Harry the same way he loved his family or Hermione, but his heart broke just as hard as it would have broken if he had lost Hermione. 

Still, he’s been hiding how fucking broken he feels, because he feels like he has to be there for everyone else the way Harry can’t be anymore. And gosh, it’s so fucking sad. I’m sorry about the swearing, but it’s legitimately tragic. Harry proved to Ron that he was his own person, not just someone’s son or brother, and he just... He lost his best friend, and it hurts so damn much.

Is trying to hold it together, but slowly cracks are starting to appear in his armour. I could see him starting to get restless, or even reckless. He wants to make sure no one else he loves is lost the way Harry was lost, and he’ll willingly sacrifice himself if he has to. 

On a lighter note; he is ridiculously good at chess. He’s a good strategist, which is often overshadowed by Harry’s bravery (or at least, it was) or by Hermione’s intellect. Ron has learned not to mind it, though. He used to like being the centre of attention, as it made him feel like he actually mattered, but now that he has his own family, he’s seriously calmed down on that aspect. 

Ron is... Ron. He’s such an established character that it’s hard to describe him, but I feel like, alongside growing up, he’s changed quite a bit. He’s learned to be a lot more thoughtful of other’s feelings, thanks to people calling him out on it, and has gotten rid of most of his jealousy. Which, like... He still gets jealous from time to time - he’s human, after all - but it’s not something that defines him anymore.

Also, now that he has money, he’s been trying to give back to his parents. He used to lowkey resent the fact that they had very little money whilst he was growing up, but as an adult, and a father himself, he now realizes just how much his parents did for him. Listen... I’m highkey emotional about how much Ron has grown when it comes to his family. He used to feel quite meh about the fact that he was one of many, but now he’s so fucking glad he has all his family members around. 

To him, becoming an auror was a no-brainer. He’d been dreaming of it since fourth year, and he worked so damn hard to get where he is now. With what’s going on, I’m not sure exactly how it all affects his work, but we can work that out if I’m accepted?

Wants revenge for Harry so fucking bad. Not only did they kill his best friend, but they left his sister a widow, his niece and nephews without their father, and his own wife so upset he’s not sure what to do anymore. (The wife part can be changed depending on who plays Hermione and how they play her.) Of course, he’s hurt too, so damn much, but he’s trying oh so hard not to focus on himself right now, and he’s succeeding.

Loves all his niblings, but probably knows Lily, Albus & James the best since I’m betting that, like, Ron, Hermione & Harry were still very close.

Loves his kids so damn much. He’s a bit worried about Rose, because he thinks she’s too smart for her own good, but also a bit... Unaware of things, and that worries the fuck out of him. Hugo, that’s to be determined depending on how they end up being played!

Loves wearing bright and colourful shirts that clash awfully with his hair, which he wears in a man bun a lot. It embarrasses his kids, so he’s happy.

Dad jokes central! “I’m hungry,” says Rose. “Hi hungry, I’m dad,” replies Ron. Hermione, in the background, rolling her eyes, probably with a fond smile unless it’s his fifth time doing that joke that day.

Did I mention how much he loves Hermione and his kids? Like, I mentioned how important his whole family is to him, but... Hermione, Rose and Hugo? His life, his heart, his everything. Would kill a man (or even twelve) for them, and would sacrifice himself in a heartbeat if they needed him to.

Honestly, I really hope I’m accepted because I feel like he’ll have very different relationships which each and every of the Wotter kids, and I’m SO curious to see what that’s gonna be like for the Wotters in play right now!

He’s heartbroken, which I already mentioned earlier, but I feel the need to say it again. His heart? In a million pieces that he’s trying to put back together with spellotape because he wants to be strong for the ones he loves.

Had a lil crush on Luna in school, and now they’re basically the person he admires most outside of his family. 

Despises asparagus. (I know that that’s not the best way to end an app, but! I am who I am for a reason.)

[minamclaggen]

❝ Numbing the pain for a while will only make it worse when you finally feel it. ❞ SYDNEY PARK? No, that’s actually MINA MCLAGGEN. Only EIGHTEEN years old, this GRYFFINDOR alumni is UNEMPLOYED and is sided with THE NEUTRALS. SHE identifies as a CIS-WOMAN and is a PURE-BLOOD who is known to be IMPULSIVE, ARGUMENTATIVE, and IMPATIENT but also GENEROUS, OPEN-MINDED, and LOYAL. { SAM, 24, EST, THEY/THEM }

TWs: Divorce, death, death of a sibling + triggers only mentioned once (drugs & alcohol) that are at the beginning of the paragraph they’re mentioned in.

First of all, here’s Mina’s about page (mostly stats for now), here’s her open & taken connections page, and here’s her pinterest board!

The McLaggen family had been pure-blood for as long as anyone remembered, and though their name changed once in the past, it was never put in doubt that their blood was pure as can be. Mina might have been adopted, but to the wishes of Cormac’s parents, she had been adopted from a pure-blood family. Otherwise, chances were the rest of her family would not have been so welcoming.

The main reason Mina’s mother married her father was because it had been love at first sight. Problem was, that didn’t last for long.

Three years after the birth of their Elise, Mina’s younger sister, they divorced, and whilst their mother stayed in Britain, their father decided to relocate to the United-States. After that, Mina and Elise didn’t see much of their father. He invited them to spend summers with him in New York City, but every summer, the invitations became shorter and shorter as he built himself a new family. Finally, at the age of fourteen, Mina decided to cut bridges with him altogether. It really upset her younger sister and her mother, who wanted her children to have a good relationship with their father, but Mina had a temper, and she already didn’t get along with her father in the first place, so for him to start neglecting her, and most of all, her sister, on top of that, well… She couldn’t take it anymore.

Luckily enough for Mina, she was very close to her mother, and though she did miss her father, she managed not to think about it most of the time. She had her mother, an artist and human being she admired, and her younger sister, a brilliant girl only two years younger than Mina that Mina had always adored. Which was why, when Elise was killed in the fall, and her mother became not even a shell of what she had once been, things turned sour for Mina.

Her father came back. She pretended not to care. She argued with him, blamed him for everything. He took it all in stride, and decided to stay in Britain for a while. For his daughter, and for his ex-wife, whom he had always loved as a friend. Problem was, his family came along with him, and Mina resented them more than anything else. Not them as individuals, but the fact that they had taken her place. That they had taken her sister’s place.

ALCOHOL, DRUGS, VIOLENCE & SEX (MENTIONED) TW. She turned to distractions. She started getting in muggle style fighting. Not in the good way, though. She didn’t sign up to a gym and learn how to box. She started going to shady places, creepy bars, and picking fight with whoever looked like they’d hurt the most. She started drinking too much, getting high too often, and fucking to forget her pain. She was a danger to herself, and no one could stop her. Or at least, she liked to believe that. The more she avoided thinking about it, the less it hurt. For now.

She’s self-destructive, to put it lightly, and it’s driven a lot of her friends away from her. She tries to stay in touch, though, but her getting aggressive whenever a man starts to bother them at a bar isn’t always fun to witness. She does have her calmer moments, of course, but that mostly happens when she’s hungover or coming down from her high.

Loves fighting Death Eaters. She despises them so damn much. She’s not part of the Order, though, because she’s a complete mess right now, and she knows they wouldn’t accept her into their organization considering the fact that she does whatever the hell she wants to do and doesn’t exactly react well to authority.

She’s currently unemployed. She used to work at a bar, but she got fired two months after her sister’s death. Her boss really tried to help her out, but after a while, he had to let her go because there just wasn’t anything he could do anymore.

Mina wasn’t always this way, though. In school, she was friends with so many people (as long as they had the same beliefs as her), that few people could say they didn’t know her. She was still argumentative and brash back then, but also laughed more. Smiled more. Talked more. She loved to have fun back then too, and partied whenever she could, but she also knew when to stop, and she wasn’t doing it because she needed to forget, but rather because she wanted to have fun.

She used to paint a lot, too. Mostly abstract images of nature and people, but she also sometimes tried to do more “realistic” things. She just… Felt so good with a paint brush in hand, and never felt as free as she did when she was painting.

Mina tended to have prejudices against Slytherin, and honestly loved the Gryffindor-Slytherin rivalry, especially when it came to Quidditch (she was a beater from 5th to 7th year). She’s always been competitive, and she needed an “enemy”. The difference now is that she’s actively looking for an enemy, and being careless with the most dangerous ones.

[umbrldge]

❝ Do you think it’s possible that some people are born to give more love than they will ever get back in return? ❞ LILY COLLINS ? No, that’s actually PIPER UMBRIDGE. Only TWENTY-SIX years old, this RAVENCLAW alumni works as an EMPLOYEE AT THE DEPARTMENT OF MAGICAL LAW ENFORCEMENT AT THE BRITISH MINISTRY OF MAGIC and is sided with THE DEATH EATERS. SHE/HER identifies as a CISWOMAN and is a PUREBLOOD who is known to be FEARFUL, RESENTFUL, and WEAK-WILLED but also LOYAL, ROMANTIC, and PROTECTIVE. { SAM, 24, EST, THEY/THEM }

Click here for Piper’s about page and here for her pinterest board.

TWs: Death, parental death, grief, child abuse (depending on the definition) & food.

PARENTAL DEATH, DEATH. Piper’s father was, and actually still is, Dolores Umbridge’s brother. He married a French pureblood woman out of necessity, rather than love, and he was fifty-two by the time Piper was born. His wife was much younger than him, and was a soft soul that couldn’t have survived in the world of pureblood supremacy, no matter whether she was a pureblood or not. Therefore, when she died when Piper was only four years old, he didn’t shed a tear.

PARENTAL DEATH, DEATH, GRIEF. Piper clung to her mother a lot when she was little, and her mother clung back just as hard to her only child. Therefore, at the age of four, Piper simply didn’t understand why her Mummy wasn’t around anymore. No matter how much she cried and screamed, she wouldn’t come back, and Piper couldn’t understand why. She got locked in her bedroom a lot, which, considering the size of it and the amount of toys she had, wouldn’t have been a punishment for some children, but Piper didn’t want to be alone. She wanted her mother. The one who held her close when her father screamed at the house elves or the staff or even her mother. The one who snuck her sweets when she put her to bed, and who always, always read out loud until Piper fell asleep.

Finally, it was her Auntie Dolores who was able to get her to calm down, by scaring her more than even her father could. Piper had never met her before, which she later understood was a conscious choice from her mother, and her first meeting with her aunt is something she still remembers to this day.

Her father was never proud. When she accomplished something, he’d say “And you’ll do even better next time”. That was, if he even bothered noticing his daughter. She hadn’t been a boy, she wouldn’t carry on the family name if something were to ever happen to her older brother, and so she wasn’t worth much in his eyes. Problem was, Piper was constantly seeking validation from her family. The kind of validation her mother had given her. She never got that validation again, but that didn’t stop her from trying.

In school, even though her best class was Herbology, she wasn’t allowed to continue on with it at N.E.W.T. level. Her family considered the subject worthless, and even though she loved it, she didn’t continue on with it just to please them. It was the other way around with History of Magic. She hated it, and never managed to get more than an “A” in it, and it greatly disappointed her father who forced her to study wizarding history all summer long when she was on school break.

She joined the Death Eaters for them. She knew it’d please them, and it truly did. For the first time in her life, her father told her he was proud of her, and so Piper finally felt like she had done something right. Still, she avoided going on missions as much as possible, always finding excuses not to do the horrible things other Death Eaters were doing. She had always been pretty neutral on the pureblood status and what not, afraid of what reactions she’d get from her family if she formed a true opinion of it all for herself. Fact was, Piper was a compassionate person, and she knew that if she were to honestly pick a side, it wouldn’t be the Death Eaters.

Her brother and her were never close. He was ten years older than her, had a different mother (a muggleborn), and had even more to prove than Piper. Therefore, he became brutal, cruel and ruthless. He scared Piper even more than her father did, but she still wanted him to validate her. She wanted her family to be proud of her; it was that simple. She didn’t want them to hate her; she had seen what they did to people they hated, and she was terrified.

At Hogwarts, she could be herself much more than anywhere else, and since she didn’t have to pick a side there, she found herself making a lot of friends. She was a pleasant person to be around, and she was loyal to the core. Plus, she was always willing to help or tutor others when it came to classes (except for History of Magic), and she was well appreciated, both as a person, a prefect and a Head Student (if that’s possible based on when she went to Hogwarts). She was known as a kind and gentle person there, and so, it came as quite a shock to most of her friends when she joined the Death Eaters. Thing was, it hurt to lose them, but it didn’t terrify her the way her own family did.

[ronannott]

❧ he is a boy made of smoke — a soldier, a weapon, a wound in motion ❧

❝ He’s the same on the field as he is everywhere else. Strong. Graceful. Fucking ruthless. ❞ JORDAN BOLGER? No, that’s actually RONAN NOTT. A SIXTH YEAR student, this GRYFFINDOR student is sided with the DEATH EATERS. HE identifies as a CIS MAN and is a PUREBLOOD who is known to be STUBBORN, UNTRUSTING, and WRATHFUL but also DRIVEN, RESOURCEFUL, and COURAGEOUS. { JANE, 22, NZT, SHE/HER }

aloha this is ronan (and jane again, which is just embarrassing) and he is... Something™

he has a pinterest here

ronan is the eldest of two children of theodore nott and isolde montague; he was born three years before his sister, but their current age gap is... a little more complicated

[ emotional abuse tw ] // theodore nott was always a hard man. rigid and cold, with expectations. he was never as good a teacher as he believed, always expecting more from his children than he was capable of teaching them, and yet never letting up. their inability to reach his expectations was not the fault of his teaching —- it was always, always on them. ronan pushed himself to be better, to fulfil under his father’s tutelage, and when it became evident that his father’s expectations exceeded his father’s capabilities, ronan pursued things privately —- upon arriving at hogwarts, seeking out thalia rookwood for personal training, but even prior to that, conducting his own study, spending his own time seeking to please his father. it was never quite enough, but sometimes theodore looked like it almost was, and ronan lived for those moments of reprieve.

[ experimentation tw, kidnapping tw, just generally despicable actions warning ] // theodore nott had always hated vampires. all part-humans, really, but vampires were a special abomination in his eyes —- that which was human, was alive, and then turned into something other. a corpse walking. death made flesh. a monster pretending to be a person. theo had always been one for experimentation, someone who enjoyed exploring old magical texts and following their alchemical recipes, but it was when his children were younger that he finally got his hands on certain dark texts (ones which would make aleister crowley’s beliefs look saint-like) and took the next step: no longer would he experiment on materials, but finally, on vampirism itself. of course, you can’t attack a concept without knowing what it’s made of. you can’t destroy a disease without curing the sick. and for that... you need the sick.

[ emotional abuse tw ] it took him a while to graduate to it, beyond his theoretical writings, but eventually, he began capturing and experimenting on vampires. the cellar was his domain, and his children dared not challenge that authority. besides, they had their own studies to do —- memorising military strategy from historical battles for ronan, reciting the properties of magical plants for eithne, and every distraction that kept theo down there was one more thing standing between them and his punishing gaze roving over and over them, finding faults in areas they already believed picked bone-dry. [ end experimentation/kidnapping tw ]

this was the way things were. their mother, isolde, was present and loving but not strong —- something about her had always seemed fragile, delicate, but that was okay. their father was strong. it was okay if their mother was soft, because their father was strong enough to keep her safe. and if their father was getting more distracted, spending more time downstairs, well, that was okay too, because he’d trained ronan and eithne, hadn’t he? they could protect her. and he was still there, of course; his presence was permanent, constant, and it was a relief for him to be downstairs, because as much as his children loved him, they were suffocated by him too. [ end emotional abuse tw ]

[ torture tw, experimentation tw, murder tw, death tw, parental death tw, violence tw, attack tw, kidnapping tw, just generally despicable actions warning ] one night, it all changed. it was the winter of ronan’s fifth year, and he was sixteen. eithne was a second year, and still twelve. she was the one in the library that night, nearest the door to the cellar. in every other respect, the night was the same as any other. only this time —- one of theodore’s subjects escaped. it’s a blur for ronan. he remembers his father hoarsely shouting his name — and running running running — and the door to the cellar open — his father’s throat ripped out — someone—-something—-crouched over eithne, drinking hungrily, greedily, desperately, and then looking up — mournful eyes, furious and desperate and guilty and a thousand other things ronan didn’t know how to decipher — and then they hurled themselves out the window and ran into the night.

ronan doesn’t remember much of that night after those flashes. he knows he went down to the cellar, to his father’s sanctuary, and found devices that made him feel nauseous in ways he wasn’t sure he’d ever be rid of. he found cauldrons and flasks, labels and meticulous notes in his father’s precise handwriting. ink is stark on parchment, standing bright against the page, and the words burned through his mind. he could barely process it, but he processed enough to understand what it was that had attacked eithne, what it was that had killed his father——what it was that his father had done. [ end tws ]

there was blood in some of the flasks, and grabbing the only ones labelled as ‘clean’, he rushed back up the stairs to give them to his sister. there was blood, so much blood, and his mother was there — when did she get there? — and she was crying, wailing, something cracked as she saw her husband’s body and screamed. and ronan? he went into soldier mode. evaluate the risks. save those who can be saved. use any resources at your disposal. he used essence of dittany to staunch the flow of eithne’s blood, refusing to think about how deathly pale she looked, and moved her to her bedroom, before floo-calling his uncle arthur, who worked with the department of law enforcement. arthur, his mother’s brother, surveyed the scene, and then sent ronan to take care of his mother and calm her down, saying that he would ‘handle everything’.

and handle it he did. he never asked about eithne, and ronan didn’t tell him anything, fearing subconsciously what arthur might expect him to do, but when ronan came down later, it was to a few kindly looking officials asking him about the attack, if he’d seen the vampire at all, how very very sorry they were about this attack, if he had any idea how the vampire had gotten past the wards, if there was any reason why the vampires might have targeted his home— .... if it wasn’t so overwhelming, ronan might have corrected them without thinking, but as it was, his training kicked in, in combination with the effects of the events of the night, and he stayed quiet — numb — answering minutely, in shock, with all the uncertainty of a teenage boy who has no idea how to fathom everything he’s experienced the last few hours.

the upshot is this: his father is dead, at the hands of a vampire whom he tortured, by the looks of what ronan finds in his notebook; his sister is a vampire, and there’s nobody they can ask for help, nobody who they trust to keep their secret, and so they must try hazard it out on their own; his mother loses some of herself that night too, dying in the attack alongside his father’s whole self & his sister’s ability to breathe, and ronan doesn’t know how to keep her together by himself.

so he asks theodore’s brother, edward, to move in. edward nott is an experimenter like his brother, fascinated by history and magic and the intersection of both, in old alchemical texts and the applications he can find, but he is interested in the nature of magic, and he has no use for his brother’s cellar of horrors. he’s scatter-brained, absolutely, and has no pragmatic tendencies, but he’s the nott patriarch now, and his presence keeps prying questions away.

the public story is: theodore nott was attacked by a vampire for his anti-vampire rhetoric, and the trauma of viewing the attack has left eithne nott reluctant to return to hogwarts, and has instead opted to be home-schooled. the rumours are: eithne nott had a breakdown about her father’s attack, and is now practically a squib, the poor thing, no wonder the notts keep her home, imagine the shame— the truth is neither of these things, but they are both much better to be believed, as far as the notts—ronan, really, because ronan is the one in charge now, even though he’s a teenager, even though he’s lost his father and practically his mother too, because he’s the only one left, and someone has to hold everyone else up, right?—are concerned. and so ronan does not speak against the rumours, simply trains with thalia, even harder than ever, and dedicates himself more to becoming what his father wanted, because he knows, deep in his heart, that saving eithne was a weakness his father would never forgive.

[ emotional abuse tw ] ( he has a complicated thought process about it, and it’s all due to his father’s teaching. he cannot help but think of it as a weakness, as him not being strong enough to do what his father taught, and to kill the monster before she became a monster, not when she wore his sister’s face —- but the flipside of that is that in his weakness, he gave her a chance, and that chance showed him that, for all the differences between the eithne she is now and the eithne she was before, there are all the more things that have stayed the same. and so he has this warring sense inside himself, of thinking himself weak for sparing his sister because he knows his father would not have, and—treasonously, perhaps, which explains for the guilt which accompanies the stubborn defiance of this thought, contrary as the two emotions may be—thinking he was right to do so. there’s a lot to unpack there, because his father’s teachings are so drummed into his and eithne’s heads, and there is guilt at the defiance even as the defiance exists, there is believing it was a weakness as well as believing in its rightness, and i think one day he’ll unravel that. for her part, eithne has very complicated thoughts on her father too. she resents him for what happened to her, for what he did which allowed this to happen to her, but she feels guilty for that too, because he died in that attack, and she loves him, just like ronan did, and she doesn’t know if it’s disloyal to resent him for what happened. she’s forever twelve, visually, and that’s something she doesn’t have words to explain her grief and fury over, but emotionally speaking, she’d only just be turning fourteen in july, and she is in no way equipped to handle the tangled emotions she has wrt her father and her vampirism. ronan throws himself into becoming what his father wanted (or has, for now) as a way to process his grief and his guilt, especially because he cannot regret saving his sister, and eithne tries to dispel her emotions by wrecking things in the manor. eventually, i think, they’ll both come to terms with it, or at least confront the truth of what their father was and what that means to them, but for now: they are young, and grieving a man they do not know how to believe in anymore, and also the people they could have been. ) [ end tw ]

it’s kinda funny, in a way that isn’t comedic at all, how theodore would have never given eithne the chance ronan did, because as far as ronan can tell, she’s much more like him than ronan ever was. ronan was moulded by him, but he learned military strategy; eithne’s the inquisitive one, who’s always had the desire to see how things fall apart and fit together, though ronan is sure in every bone of his being that she’d never experiment the way theodore did. sometimes when eithne’s angry, she gets that exact same stormy look in her eyes that theodore did, and it’s all ronan can do not to flinch. he’s learning to see it as eithne’s expression, though, and not a ghost of his father. it’s slow-going, but he’s learning, because the last thing he wants is for eithne to look at herself and see her father, because love always came with something hard with their father, and for the first time, the two of them are really discovering what love looks like without conditions. his father is in the way he thinks—-the way he’s been trained to think, with years of studying strategies—-and fights and duels, and he feels his echoes in everything he does, but it’s in eithne he sees his father, and he loves and hates those moments in equal measure. the one thing that the vampirism and his father’s passing did for the siblings that ronan does not regret is that it showed them how much they mattered to each other —- ronan had always loved his sister, but it wasn’t until her turning and the fact that he did ( and still does ) all he can to save and protect her that really showed them how much they mean to each other. his father was his hero, but he loved his sister just as much as he loved him, and he couldn’t hurt her, not even with all their father’s words in his head, and he wouldn’t let anyone else hurt her either, and that meant everything to her. whatever else, the nott siblings would do anything for each other, and now they know it.

the past summer was especially integral for figuring out how they were moving forward. it had been some six months since eithne’s turning, but it was the first time since the winter solstice when his father died that ronan had been present for a long stretch of time ( given the shortness of easter break ). three months together, to figure things out, and ronan spent most of his time with his mother and sister, or trying to read up on things about vampirism, even delving into his father’s notebooks for any information which could help eithne. when he wasn’t doing that, he was training harder than ever before, or sorting out practical matters, like finances.

when it was time to return to hogwarts, he was incredibly reluctant to leave his sister and mother, but there was something undeniably relieving about it —- he’d been going stir-crazy, and it was what set him to try out for gryffindor beater. he’d played quidditch before, in his youth and in the summers, but he’d never felt any need to try out for the team —- nor is he sure he’d have been accepted to it, given the amount of talent the team had always possessed, and it was only this year with openings in beater position that he considered it —- until now; with all his focus going into his sister and his trainings with thalia, and the classes he’d always valued with his father, he needed some other outlet, something to call his own. he was a natural fit for beating —- not only in the physicality, but the inherent protectiveness of the role. not that he’d ever considered his other teammates people he’d generally protect, but he’d been in the role of protector for eithne for so long that it felt surprisingly natural to fit into it in other spheres, even for irritating people such as lily potter. on a broom, politics and personality didn’t matter, not really.

until, well. the war hit. ronan’s montague cousins had largely been involved earlier —- aurelia, tbd* and tristan, particularly —- but ronan himself had been left mostly alone, given everything with his family. it was known to some of the death eaters that he trained with thalia, and given his father’s death at the hands of a vampire and the effect it had on his sister, it was widely assumed he’d want revenge against part-humans, especially with some of his cousins vouching for it, and so he was left alone until the deaths on halloween. and then — expectations were expectations, and ronan knew what his father would want. moreover, he knew being the perfect soldier would help keep attention on him, and not thinking so much about his sister, and how nobody had seen her for a long time. it wasn’t that he didn’t believe, exactly —- it was what he was taught, after all, and it was only within the last year that he’d had a reason to have a crisis of faith wrt his father’s teachings on the vampire front, let alone everything else that had been in the world... though, his father had always been more concerned with creature status than blood status, though he did tend to be slightly more patient with purebloods than others, in part because he tended to know them or their families —- it was more that his decision-making process was focused primarily with his sister and the family reputation, and had not managed to detach itself from the weight of his father’s expectations.

ronan mostly spends his time at death eater meetings with thalia, who’s been a mentor for him for a long time --- there’s a sort of reputation there, about rookwood and nott, that they’re two who can get something done. he’s not as vicious as odilia travers, but he’s no less physical, and he’s a soldier first and foremost. 

[ kidnapping tw ] his opinion on the taking of lily potter is... complicated. it’s not so much about who it happened to as how it happened. he's a soldier, and that was a covert act, a sneaky one, an unfair fight? and he knows deception, he practices in... not deception so much as i guess trying to hide things, with his sister, and his mother and uncle and even some elements of his father's legacy, like trying to keep the notts afloat (i suppose pragmatically rather than any other way —- money's fine, he's not got to worry about that — though i do think theo's experiments were costly, but they can manage — but it's more that his uncle is not practical, and not particularly interested in being helpful, he's scattered and too focused on his experiments (thankfully less sharp, less inhumane than theo's, more about the nature of magic), and isolde was never especially a strong personality but has certainly deteriorated since the attack, so ronan's just been the only one focusing on it all), but those are a very different thing from... the sheer sneakiness and unfairness of a kidnapping, i guess. like he is a gryffindor, and there are some things —- sometimes you do what you have to, in war, but kidnapping a teenage girl (especially one like —- as frustrating as she can be, she's also still a face he knew every day? he remembers what she looked like at eleven?) is, idk, it's a factor, i guess. there’s a skewed sense of honour at play there, similar to how he made the choice to keep protecting eithne, to do anything to keep her alive, even if she’s technically dead —- ( i think for most of his life --- and probably at sorting, then --- he thought he was loyal to causes and groups first, because nothing made him doubt it? but now he knows he's loyal to people more than a cause, but even with that, he's loyal to the right person over the wrong one when it comes to the people he loves, like loyalty to eithne wins out over loyalty to theo, and i don't think it's that he loves her more than he loved his father, i think it's about... when it's between the people he loves, he can't choose there so then he goes to the next process, which in his head was maybe what his father would have called weakness but i think came down to... which was the right one to go with? even if he doesn't realise/wouldn't frame it that way? ) i also don’t think ronan realises the kidnapping not sitting right is due to that skewed version of honour (or i guess it's a straightforward honour type that's been skewed by the framing he was taught) or if he thinks it's another like... element of weakness? but i think he recognises it's different to the eithne situation, i just don't know if he's cognisant that it's like... idk, why it mattered that it was unfair? or if he recognises that it reminds him of what his father was doing, or if he's consciously not realising that/subconsciously avoiding it (even as he subconsciously is aware of it on some level, because it contributes to the feeling)? because a big aspect of how her taking sits with him is absolutely how it reminds him of what his father did, because that’s an awful thing to do to people, especially now that he’s more sure that vampires really are more like people, no matter what his father said, because he can see it in eithne, and then he thinks about it happening to eithne, and his mind sort of --- shuts it all down, in order to compartmentalise it, but it bleeds over, and it’s honestly a bit triggering for him, but i really don’t think he’s cognisant of that

he’s big on physical and duelling training, and has been seeking out a lot of stuff about that himself, and with thalia’s help. dada is probably his best subject, followed by transfiguration. fire & smoke, these are his areas, especially smoke —- the aftermath of a fire, the thing that fills a house burned to its bones, something deadlier than fire, even if it’s never shining as bright. he’s a hard worker, but it’s a learned behaviour more than it is inherent. a product of his childhood, really. he’s always loved history, but he’s not sure if he would if he’d discovered it by himself? as it was, his father taught him history, made him study it, and it’s part of the foundation of his life, but he doesn’t know what his relationship to history would look like if you took his father out. his fury is like his father’s too, odd as it may seem —- his father has always been cold, and there’s an inherent warmth to ronan, and fire does not burn in ice, but there’s something there, in how consuming it can be. theodore’s fury and hatred was all-consuming. i’m really hopeful that ronan’s won’t consume him —- that he won’t lose himself to it. he’s dedicated and determined, and absolutely resourceful. when he was sixteen and grieving and traumatised, he swallowed his bile and bucked up his courage and rooted around his father’s cellar, using everything at his disposal to try figure out what could be used to help eithne. he has a lot of secrets, a lot of things he keeps to himself out of necessity, and i think there’s something lonely in that sometimes. there are parts of himself he can’t share with anyone, not even his sister, so he has to swallow them down and hope they never escape. before it all, he was focused, but he always had a tendency towards quick retorts when his temper was stung and withering looks in classrooms. nowadays, he’s slightly more reticent, a bit more careful with his words, but there’s grief and rage that wasn’t there before, things from the last year and a half only, and they are a bleeding edge in his mouth, and sometimes they come out. he isn’t cruel for sport, and he isn’t one to go after people for entertainment, but he has never been much good at backing down when incited to a fight ( he’s learning—-or trying—-but it’s a hard habit to break ) and when he’s furious, he doesn’t much care about the destruction his words or actions could wreak. as long as it doesn’t hurt his sister.

character parallels: diego hargreeves, the umbrella academy — this bears explaining, probably. wrt theodore’s parenting style, there’s a general sense of parallel to the hargreeves, i think, in that theodore is cold and expectant, and isolde is nurturing, if not a particularly strong personality. diego comes into play in a few ways: at his core, diego adores his mother and is immensely protective of his siblings, even if sometimes he’s an asshole —- that’s pretty solidly ronan wrt isolde & especially eithne; there’s the physicality, the fighting ability, which ronan and diego both share; and, although he’s not there yet, eventually ronan’s mindset regarding his father will shift to something closer to diego’s. right now it’s closer to luther’s, as a product of emotional abuse and desperately craving his father’s love, approval & pride, but it’s something he’s been grappling with since the night eithne turned, and eventually resentment will win out over guilt, and recognition over that blind love. i just hope he doesn’t lose himself in it. i think ronan will always love his father—-even if he shouldn’t, i think it’s too entrenched in part of him to ever shake out completely—-but i think he’s certainly coming to a time where, while he might eventually forgive him (he also might not—-i’m genuinely unsure here), he’ll never be able to buy into him or endorse him again. it’s a pretty shattering realisation he’s coming to, because theodore was his hero, undeserving of the title as he may be, but it is one that is coming nonetheless. ; bellamy blake (the 100) — his love for octavia is the big thing, but i think there’s also something to be said for how emotionally ruled he can be, and how he makes bad decision after bad decision (in season one) but his motivations are always understandable and his heart is in the right place --- and when he chooses to lead, he leads. [ murder tw ]there’s also a line in the novel when bellamy catches his mother, aurora, trying to suffocate octavia, and he stops her, but aurora says like... ‘you can have a sister or a mother. you can’t have both.’ and that’s also pretty fitting with this dichotomy of theodore and eithne --- he can live up to his father’s expectations, or he can believe in his sister’s humanity, but the two are mutually exclusive [ end tw ] ; rhys (seven black diamonds) — again, rhys is notable for his protection of his sister, but he’s also a supreme soldier. he’s the best fighter other than maybe his mother (whom he is also v protective of), and family and duty mean everything to him, and it’s an interesting conflict when those two things begin to contradict each other.